Mama Mie Novels & Stories

As he pounded his hands on the steering wheel, Marvin suddenly thought of another place that he had not gone to. Without thinking about starting the car, he drove forward. "Sister Lin, I've made you a bowl of noodles. Have some!" Miaomiao basically ate in the school canteen. She would only cook at home on weekends. Seeing that Lin Mengya had an appetite, she only made a bowl of noodles for her. "Thank you, Miaomiao. I don't have an appetite. You can eat it yourself!"

After a few seconds, I walked back to the bed with an orange tray filled with a plate of the creamy tomato pasta prepared just for her. "Thank you, Mia," she wakes up to appreciate, with a kind gesture laced on her face, but she hasn't opened the cover on the food plate to reveal the creamy tomato pasta I prepared specially for her. I watched as she gently removed the cover on the food. "Mama Mia," she muttered happily; her chuckles left a smile on my face. She grasped the tray from my hand, took the fork, used it to lift a small portion, and consumed the pasta. "Hmm, yummy, just like how Mom used to prepare it," she uttered, her voice soft and firm.

Mia's the kind of person who makes your life better just by being in it. stood by my side, sharing in the awe of her mother's culinary artistry. Our friendship was more than just a bond; it was a lifelong connection between our families, who had been intertwined since their own school days. Mia's house was, in many ways, an extension of my own. Mia's enthusiasm was infectious as she indulged in her customary compliment. "Only my mom can cook better than this in the whole world, Blaire." She spoke the words with genuine appreciation, savoring the flavors as she did every time. Her eyes sparkled with delight, a testament to her mother's culinary mastery.

Emily opted for chicken as it was the only thing she could cook quickly at the moment. Emily soaked the chicken in a container filled with water and prepared the seasoning. While waiting for the chicken to be ready for cooking, Emily cleaned the bottom part of the fridge to remove the lingering unpleasant smell from the discarded vegetables. Emily tried to find other food items to pair with the chicken. Her hand reached for the kitchen cabinet, and a smile appeared on her lips as she found rice vermicelli (mie bihun) there. Emily immediately grabbed a package. She then opened the fridge again to get some sausages to cook alongside the vermicelli.

Leon said. "Thanks, I appreciate it," I replied. "I got you some pain au chocolat, your favorite," He said wiggling his brows, "and a matcha latte. I wasn't sure if you drink coffee so I chose tea." Leon continued. My smile dropped a little, it's been so long since we last saw each other and it suddenly feels like we no longer know each other. I couldn't tell him that pain au chocolat was not my favorite anymore so I just gave him a smile.

Kana smiled. "Still, the instructions was cook a food that you wanted to feed the future Emperor, not just plain rice." Consort Mia snorted. "Pardon me Your Grace, but Any viand will taste bland without rice, may it be fish or livestock. Along with any other food, rice is essential, you can produce any types of food with it, and even wine. If you the fermented rice can be use as alcoholic beverage as well." Consort Mia didn't said anything, she didn't even taste his entry but Kana didn't mind at all.

"Maybe I'll go to Busy." “And you Ceren”? "Me too". “Call me or leave a message on my Zap”. “Okay mom”. Rabia praises the food her mother is helping to prepare and Ceren kiss her on the cheek. “Hmm, it smells good.” "True. What is a mother”? “A meat stew, with varieties of vegetables and sprinkled with spices”. "I would even eat a little, but today I prefer to eat pizza". “Come on Rabia. I already called Uber”

"Coming right up." Apparently, 'the lot' translated to a juicy looking hotdog, topped with red onion, some other cabbage-like component, and a generous drizzle of mustard sauce. It looked entirely delectable, and tasted just as it appeared. "What's this yellow stuff?" I asked, loving the taste of whatever it was. "Sauerkraut," Nikki replied. "It's just pickled cabbage." "It's really good," I nodded my head in approval. "I don't think they have this back in Australia."

Then I went downstairs and went to the table for breakfast… When I got there, I noticed that mama was gone. Maybe she went to work early so that she can take a break early. But good thing, mama had left me some fried rice, dried fish, and milk, so I immediately ate it. I enjoy eating this combination of foods as these are my comfort foods, also this is too Filipino…After I took my breakfast, I hurried to run to school so that I wouldn’t be late…… …

Tita Melai said and she gets inside their house. Everyone started getting a paper plate from the table. There are a lot of foods to choose from. “Did Melai cooked all of this?” Aminah’s mom asked our uncle who is the partner of our Aunt “Yeah. All of it is here specialty since you are all special for her” He replied which makes us smile. I get a portion of rice and a steak. I also put chicken wings on my plate and lumpiang shanghai rolls. “Here’s another one!” Tita Melai said while carrying a pot that is filled by Al Fredo.