Novel Cuisine Novels & Stories

I stood up and stared at the artworks again. “If you like them,I can give you two…” “No…people might think I stole them…they look too exquisite.”I retorted,shaking my head. He grinned as we walked out of the bedroom. We walked into the dining room and I swallowed to see the table filled with so many dishes. They look so foreign and I tried to recall if I had tasted any of them before. “The cook prepared a French cuisine today.Try it,it tastes very good.” I smiled as he pulled out a chair for me and I got seated.

Chapter 13 BIANCA’S POV Dinnos is a recently opened restaurant that’s always packed. It’s known as one of the fanciest and most upscale spots to dine in the city. Mostly, it attracts the wealthy and affluent crowd. Dinnos is different because it doesn’t have a menu you can read and order from like most restaurants. Instead, the chef decides what to cook based on their inspiration, considering allergies and food intolerances. If you’re worried about the cost or not into trying new things, this might not be the place for you.

Embarrassed, Zinnia could only drop the book to the table and followed him out of the room. “In celebration for Young Miss Zinnia’s arrival, the chefs prepared a feast. We have western cuisines, and Asian cuisines made up according to the Young Miss’ appetite.” the butler explained as he ran down the dishes and how it was cooked to her. It almost made her feel like she is the owner of the mansion for them to act in such a way. “Eat, don’t mind them,” he uttered then started eating his food with gusto. And yet his movements did not hinder his natural elegance at all, every action made the simple gesture of slicing the piece of meat elegant.

"My little one. Aren't you a picky eater, usually? You were never fine with Ramania's best restaurants, but today, you actually said the food here is palatable?" Niki had never heard him uttering those words before. Nolan scratched his head awkwardly, "I'm not sure why but it was just palatable...Perhaps, it's western cuisine?" Western food was commonly found abroad, but Ramania had never offered authentic ones. "There was a dish called Garlic Butter Fish. It's delicious," he said, remembering the name of the dish. Niki raised her brows again, noting that this little kid of her really loved to eat. Otherwise, he would not remember the name of the dish.

She was also curious about how the dishes tasted. Sydney took the fork. She looked hesitantly at the dishes on the table. She seemed to be wondering which one she should try first. But she didn't hesitate for long. She made a quick decision and reach her fork for the nearest dish. Julien had cooked three dishes, a roasted chicken, a tuna salad, and a soup of cream and mushroom. These were all ordinary dishes that were seldom served on the Flint family’s table. Sydney guessed that Julien rarely ate the dishes he had cooked today, since he had a Michelin chef who specialized in a wide variety of delicious cuisines.

Then, he drank Novi's milk which was so delicious and fresh for his body. Novi was silent as she watched Diki want to eat his food. So far, Diki has always refused for various classical reasons. Starting from Novi cooking white rice which she said was too soft, the sweet vegetable side dish was spicy to the salty fish which she said was too salty. The name salted fish must be too salty. If you don't want it to be salty, just eat fried fish, it's a hassle to just exaggerate the problem.

Deep-fried salted codfish became a dish blurring the border between the two sisters. Macken is still slowly cherishing a plate of grilled chicken with yogurt according to the Indian recipe, with a unique and new taste. Even when Katherine helped him make this dish, she didn't expect that the taste of grilled meat would be utterly different from the recipe at other restaurants just by changing the type of yogurt. Macken says it shouldn't be served at Home Sweet Home because he prefers to keep it to himself - a kind of self-reward and reward. Lily looked at the soft grilled chicken plate with a faint curry scent and said, "You can do whatever you want as long as you have something to eat."

"Twists and turns in food are almost the same. And the best way to make your food unique is to add something that complements the taste. That thing could be a common spice but never been used for that specific dish." "Another thing is to add something that others wouldn't dare to use at all but could make the dish better. That would make things interesting. But remember, experiments should be done enjoyably. Don't frown when you cook, it will affect the taste. Treat the food as an art where you can express what you feel. Just enjoy and learn whatever the outcome." After recalling, an idea flashed in her beautiful brain. ---- o ---- The cooking battle was a hit, and it added excitement in the

Tommaso marveled at the vastness and untouched beauty of the Canadian wilderness, finding solace in the serene surroundings. Food became the bridge that connected two cultures during Mrs. Tommaso's visit. Together, they embarked on culinary adventures, sampling poutine, butter tarts, and Nanaimo bars. Mrs. Tommaso, with her refined Italian palate, was delighted by the blend of flavors and textures that Canadian cuisine had to offer.

But since they were local cuisine, she still preferred them more than foreign cuisines, such as rice and noodles. Suzanne pouted and smiled when she saw Javier heading to the kitchen. But it was unclear as to why she laughed. It was hard to understand what she was thinking. "By the way, what type of cuisine do you like to eat?" When Suzanne heard Javier’s question, she replied, "North Chinean, if you know how to make such dishes." Javier smiled. "You should be mocking me at times like this and state your requirements. For instance, if I can make authentic North Chinean cuisine, you’ll give me a kiss as a reward. You should also say that I’ll never get a kiss from you my entire life."