Mythos Restaurant の小説・ストーリー

Misty said between laughs. “They were like, ‘you walked into the wrong bar, sister.’” “No penis, no entrance.” They realized the double entendre at the same time and burst out laughing again. “Oh my goddess, I will never forget that,” Thea said. They hit a few more bars, and as they were leaving one with a Western theme, Thea heard Misty’s stomach growl. “You ready for dinner?” Misty smiled. “If you are.” “I marked a few restaurants in the area since I figured we’d be here around dinnertime. What kind of food do you like?”

Ruby's pupils glanced back and forth between Jay, then Grace, then back to Jay. "Not specifically. Mr. Jay is our customer here," Anna said. Ruby rolled his eyeballs. "Ah yes, not specifically, but we know each other's names," he said sarcastically. "What's with that tone?" hissed Jay suspiciously. Ruby's forefinger snatched the menu sheet under his nose. "I'll have Pesto from Malagouzia Vine leaves, manouri cheese, and tomato. For dessert, I'll have Homemade chocolate Kormos. Oh yeah, add two bottles of Lithos."

Aphrodite told them, "Come on, I'll buy you both lunch and we can discuss things further." They were fortunate to find a table in a relatively private area on the deck of Bonfire, Smokin Taqueria overlooking the Waccamaw River. The popular restaurant was foreign to Aphrodite and TREY, but Lana had convinced them that it was the best place close to the courthouse for lunch.

Beatrice cried out. “This fellow has earned a lot of money recently. I bet he spent it all to buy a luxury car just to woo Zendaya,” Beatrice added. Mona was equally surprised. “Let’s follow them and see,” she said. Soon, they followed Alex’s Aston Martin to a restaurant not too far away. When they looked up, they saw that it was Phoenix Restaurant. “It’s Phoenix Restaurant, one of the top five fine dining restaurants in California. A glass of water would cost a few hundred dollars in this restaurant,” Mona said, staggered.

Seeing as none of her family wanted Philip to go, she turned to speak as well, “Ah, you guys can go without me, then. I’ll go look after Mila in the hospital with Philip.” Frantic, Frank quickly refuted. “Nah. Let’s all go. It’s just a meal, my bank account can take it.” At that, everyone’s complaints died away. Everyone found themselves seated in Frank’s car the next moment as they made their way to a newly opened seafood restaurant. Entering the restaurant, Frank spoke extravagantly, “Dragon King Room.” As the waiter ushered Frank into the restaurant with a beam, Martha followed behind and looked around the restaurant in awe.

floor . The newly opened restaurant was quite beautiful and it has a large and big spacious for every customers to eat and feel comfortable . There’s a large fountain on the middle of the hall. The floor was made in pure ceramics . There’s also a mini- aquatic area inside. The newly opened restaurant look like a seven star hotel. They also had a private room for every customers want to eat in private place. They wanted to avail in the private room but the receptionist told them that they need to booked it ahead of time, “Sorry sir, the private room are fully booked. “ “We only have a vacant table here in the public area sir,” the beautiful receptionist approached them politely

"This is nice." Mike said after we ate. We spend the nicest evening in the most romantic restourant I've ever seen. It was some place nice, Homer is the name. It is serving Mediterranean and Middle Eastern inspired cuisine, influenced by the ingredients of the Pacific Northwest. All of the dishes are prepared over a wood fire and are served in a style that is meant for sharing. Mike knows the owner, Logan Cox and Sara Knowles who were inspired by their travels to Alaska and their dog, Homer. We found out that Logan and Sara moved to Seattle in 2013 and have called Beacon Hill home ever since and are proud to own a neighborhood restaurant a few blocks away.

"I've already reserved us seats. This place runs on a member system. Even if you want to pay the bill, they won't let you if you're not a member here. "Besides, my classmate is the one paying for lunch. She heard of your name when she was abroad, and she happens to be here in Draepolis for a medical conference. Since she's here, she wants to meet you too!" Theresa pulled Whitney over and opened the door of the restaurant. As soon as she entered, Whitney was amazed by the luxurious decor. Even the porcelain tiles on the floor were coated in gold leaf. The pillars on either side were all shimmering gold. Meanwhile, the candelabras that flanked them were made of pure silver, which gleamed brigh

I answer evasively as we enter the restaurant. As we step into Ambrosia I feel right at home. The low lighting immediately immerses you in a cozy, yet intimate setting. The décor consisting of grey and black marble floors along with grey and black furniture, promotes a sense of luxury, while the warm brown walls, tables and fixtures bring warmth to an otherwise cold palette. The pops of red found in the subtle backlighting and specific seating areas create the illusion of heat and intimacy, making it one of the best dining experiences in all of Greece. Ambrosia hosts a very exclusive clientele, and you won’t find it in any dining guides. “Dasha!” cheers the host, Marios, weaving through chai

The restaurant itself was covered in murals of ancient Greece and Greek gods and some random plastic potted trees which stood in strategic positions. By the time five o'clock came the restaurant was buzzing, filled with both the local regulars and the random tourist who made their way to Carmel to get away from the bustling cities of California. As always, there were the few diners who were ignorant enough to be fascinated by their discovery of a Greek restaurant with a Greek waitress who could speak Greek.