Mad Potato Novels & Stories

Mr Moo trust him like he trust the other five manager although he is the newest among them. " Well , master ... here .. we had reach the potatoes and sweet potatoes farm . We had multiple menu here. Come have a sit sirs ." " Owhh .. this orange juices I steal the oranges from the fruit farm hehehe ... well ...ahh .. here the first menu .. " He quickly said after the twenty men sit at the two long tables. " The first one called fried potato . We eat them with tomato sauce or chillie sauce. Here the dark one is chili sauce the light orange is tomatoes sauce.

I hope the kids are going to like it…’ While the mashed potato was baked inside the oven, Noah looked around to see if he could find other ingredients for the appetizer and side dishes. There were fresh-picked apples on the counter-table, onions, and mushrooms. Noah grabbed and smelled each ingredient carefully, ‘these are high-quality harvest…’ due to his werewolf’s sensitive nose he knew, ‘it didn't contain any additive and pesticide at all… completely organic!’ ‘What else do we have here…’ he then opened the fridge and found the frozen chicken. He grabbed it, ‘this will be the main protein…’ and gathered all the ingredients he had on the counter-table.

Ridge holds up the now empty plate as evidence while I search for a way out of this one. "I'm allergic to potatoes." "Potatoes? Why didn't you tell me?" His face scrunches up, the dark bruised coloring of his cheek faded. "Is it even possible to be allergic to potatoes?" "Okay fine. I hate potatoes, all right?" "You hate potatoes? That's worse." His face turns from shock to disbelief. "Like all potatoes? Even French fries?" I crinkle my nose at the mention of French fries. "They're so mushy."

She said after finishing chewing her fries "I don't know, Mads. There was something about him that had Zeus whining and shit. It was strange" I replied and she raised a brow "Think he may be your mate?" She asked but I shook my head "No. There was no pull towards him, it was more like a brotherly feel of some sort. You should see him Mads. He's skin and bones. His body is littered in cuts both fresh and old" I said sitting across from her and shook my head when she offered her fries

Proserpina smiled at her, the dimples appearing and Maja found herself smiling back automatically. ‘I hope you like Jambalaya?’ she asked with a smile and Maja was floored. “Who’s that?” she squeaked and saw Magnus groan. ‘Jambalaya is a dish,’ said Tara helpfully as she seated herself beside Maddy with a sidelong smile, "it is like a hot pot and you are going to love it!' “Aaah…’ said Maja pretending to understand but she knew she was totally unconvincing.Proserpina went on softly, gently. ’It’s alright, we also have Macaroni and cheese as well as Meatloaf and then, apple pie.’

I heard my girl, sass. "SHE is impossible," Adam snarled down the phone to me. "Sweet potatoes. She likes them." I whispered, feeling my eyes prickle with hot, salty tears. "How about sweet potatoes?" I heard Adam ask Charlotte. "Yes, please, with mayo..." Her voice eased my heart, but when it vanished, it ached all over again. "Me too." I heard Chase chime in. "Me three," Liam added, and I fought the urge to laugh hearing Adam growl.

"I need to know. There are certain foods I'm allergic to." He just gave me a look of pure, unadulterated insult. "Potato." The word hung in the air. I looked back down at the bowl. It didn't look like any potato I had ever seen in the grand royal dining halls. It was a lumpy, grayish-brown mush, completely devoid of seasoning, butter, or warmth. It smelled faintly of damp earth and smoke. My free hand hovered over it, shaking violently. The dirt encrusted under my fingernails seemed to mock me.

“We’ll have mashed potatoes, cheese fries, potato pancakes, potato waffles, and her potato wedges. One portion of each.” “Noted! How about for drinks? I recommend sweet potato milkshake since I made the recipe and I think it’s really good.” The waitress giggled. “Do you want?” Dakota asked Olivia. “Sure.” “And two of that, please.” Dakota then gave the older woman a brief smile. “Roger that! We’ll serve your potatoes in a few.” And she left. “Why did you order a lot?” Olivia asked as she leaned back on her seat and crossed her arms across her chest.

Her sweet honey scent fills my nostrils and it's been a while. Her middle-length black hair sways with the wind and the lavender scent from it make me feel calm and at peace. She has this rounded small face, thin red lips, high cheekbones, and a deep set of golden-brown eyes. Kester's eyes come from her mother's genes. "How are you, my dear?" She asks me the moment our hug breaks. "I've been always fine, Aunt Aqua. By the way Aunt, are you taking good care of your health?" Last year, her health went down that she wasn't able to continue her previous job which is working at the office of Head Councils.

asked Adrian in concern. "I'm alright. I just need to be alone for a week or so." I headed to the kitchen as I heard Jack tell her, "Don't worry, he's always depressed round this time of the year." "But why?" "It has to do with a time in his past he doesn't like to remember one bit." I grabbed a bottle of Royal Vodka and made my way outside. I sat on the grass and opened the bottle of the drink that had one of the highest alcohol percentages in the world.