Mama Mie Novels & Stories

" The dishes , fatty pork with preserved picked mustard green , Kung Pao chicken , sweet and sour carb fish , sizzling duck , Mopu tofu , red brides pork belly , white mushrooms with bamboo shoots , shrimps with snow peas and water chestnuts and beef with green pepper. Soup , wanton soup , beef bones soup , mushrooms soup and egg drop soup ." " Wow .. mom slow .. slow ..." Wu Ming sighs . Her mother's memory as always is always excellent . " Okay then..... " Wu Lin waits until , Wu Ming ready again as she drinks her warm milk and the chocolate cake slowly . " Next , rice ... steam white rice and fried rice mix with vegetables and bacon . Eemmm...... water , warm plain water , cold fresh oran

But Mia was in a daze, she was thinking how much misunderstanding Shopia created between them. She thought he lives with Alma in a villa, now thinking back she wants to kill herself rather being murdered by that bitch. Her mother was 100% right about her fool brain, she always claimed her IQ was lower than a 2 years child. Now she understood her mother was never wrong. But at that moment Mia decided to stay silent because she didn't want to mention anything related shopia, otherwise her man would get aggressive again. Miles cooked all her favourite, she likes fishes, and deer meat was her favourite.

Aryan extended a spoonful of noodles towards Laura's lips, and hesitantly, Laura opened her mouth. "You should eat too." Aryan moved to sit beside Laura on the left and fed her until the large bowl of noodles was finished by both of them. Aryan burped after drinking some cold water from the fridge and rubbed his satisfied belly. "What was the name of that noodle soup earlier? It's delicious. Can you make it for me again tomorrow morning?" Aryan asked as he closed the fridge and sat facing Laura. "It's called 'mie kuah,' Aryan. It's a village dish, that's why you don't understand it, and you've never tasted it before," Laura replied, then stood up to clean up the leftovers.

My eyes looked tired, my face was thinner, and my hand hovered over my stomach, for just a second before I pulled it away like I’d been burned. Don’t do that. I changed into a loose shirt and stepped out into the hallway. _____________ The house smelled like oil and something fried, mixed with rice. Now that was a real breakfast Mama Li always made even when there wasn’t much money. My feet carried me there to find the kitchen alive.

Wooden shelves filled with a collection of dishes served as the room divider. "Ah, Mama! Maureen's home early, protesting. Coming home at midnight especially," protested Maureen who immediately hugged the woman who had given birth to her and landed a quick kiss on the cheek. "Want some fried chicken?" The mature woman held up one of the chicken pieces from the plate to feed it to her child's mouth. One savory bite was tinged with a faint spiciness, like the red spice in her yellow rice before. "How come it's this red, Ma?" realized Maureen, observing the bite marks on the chicken held by her mother.

Mia cheeks turn red as she begins. "Really! Did you get his name?" Amber hovers over anxiously. "No" Mia said sadly. "But I'll definitely do when next I see him" Mia adds in optimistically. "Should I say congratulations on your new dating life in advance?" Amber ask sarcastically. "You bitch" they burst into loud exciting laughter. Evening dawn on Amber at Liam's mansion as she cleaned the earlier mess, arrange few used rooms and wash up the dishes. Amber's stomach growl loudly thus she turn on the electric cooker and begin preparing instant noodles using tasty ingredients like carrots, onion and dried prawns, within minutes the noodles was ready to be served.

Irena told Sara while caressing the child’s face, causing the tension in her body to dissipate. “Is it okay for us to get something to eat?” The oldest girl, Abby, asked Irena while pointing over at a buffet of fresh hot pastries that sat on a dining room table. “Of course you can get something to eat! I want both of you to enjoy.” Irena smiled at Abby while reaching over and cascading her hand down the side of the girl’s face. “You girls will love the raspberry scones! I made them with fresh raspberries!” Irena giggled while tapping Sara and Abby’s noses with the tip of her finger.

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.

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.

"What would I eat then?" "Ah! We have Eba." Mama stated with a wide smile while counting with her fingers the various types of local delicacies she could prepare. "Fufu, starch, semovita, pounded yam, Ewedu soup, Kekefia, Amala, yellow soup—" Mama was ready to go on and on but May cut in. "Ma … ma" May drawled. "Maryam isn't familiar with all those meals you're listing."