Scrambled Jake's Menu Novels & Stories

"Hindi ka pa rin makapili?" Audrae looked at him."Ang dami kasi." Aaron immediately cut in."Captain, thirty minutes ka na d'yan..Closing na mamaya." "OA." Audrae rolled her eyes. She looked back at the menu."Hmm...Chicken?,Pasta?, Rice?" Kenji quietly stepped beside her, without even looking at the menu. "Salted egg chicken." Audrae blinked."Ha?" "Naubos mo 'yan last time."He answered casually."Tsaka sabi mo gusto mo 'yung sauce."

“I thought he went to school.” “Don’t panic, ma’am,” Mr. Ric said quickly. “We’ll find him, alright?” Aunt Marisol heaved a deep sigh. The sound carried years of worry through the phone. “Okay,” she said. The line went dead. *** Jake woke up feeling off. Not sick, just... too much. Like his senses were turned up too high. He blinked against the dappled light filtering through the trees and looked around. Sarah was sitting on a flat block of stone next to him, arms crossed, watching him like he might bolt.

Jack noticed how hard Luna was looking at the menu and chuckled . “ It’s on me so you can order whatever you want . “ said Jack . “ Whatever we want ? “ asked Luna . “ Whatever you want , especially you ladies . “ said Jack with a smile . “ We won’t be polite than . “ said Mel with a smile , opening the menu .

"Yes, if you go 3 blocks down this street. You'll find a great little eatery. Bring me a plate back, darling." "Sure, thing Tiffany what would you like?" "Get me that delicious Gyro salad and a diet Arnold Palmer. That means no sugar in the tea or lemonade" Jake grabs his jacket off the chair, smiling, following Treasure out of the office. He turns and says. "It was really nice meeting you. Ms. King, very nice meeting you." "Nice meeting you, Jake." Tiffany winks at him, smiling. " I'll be back in an hour." "Take your time, sweetie. I've got this."

Instead of dignifying his insult with a response, I called my best friend, Michael Terrason. The call went through immediately. "Mike, I need you to get 300 grand and come over to my sister's restaurant right now!" The call stunned Michael, then realization hit him. Something must've happened to me. "What's wrong, Zacharias? You sound…" "No questions. Just do it!" I interrupted and hung up. The increased offer did not escape Harold's ears. His eyes lit up, and greed gleamed within. Perhaps he thought the beating scared me, and I was making a good offer in exchange for my life. Now he was positively gloating at me. "At least you know your place."

Joseph grabbed himself a plate and then handed me one as well. I smiled my thanks to him, trying not to let him see my utter nervousness. Looking at the food, I was amazed by how good it looked. There was every kind of breakfast food imaginable. Scrambled eggs, pancakes, waffles, French toast, sausage, bacon, fruit salad, a bowl of regular fruit, grits, oatmeal with a variety of toppings, there was even an omelet station where a chef was making omelets on the fly. There was so much more that I could hardly wrap my head around.

We take the booth at the back. I sit down and the seat is warm from some previous occupant and the table has a sticky patch near the condiment rack that I move my elbow away from, and the teenager puts the menus down and says the special is eggs three ways and the coffee is fresh, and I pick up the menu and look at it and for a moment, just a moment, my eyes go to the eggs section and stay there. Scrambled. Fried. Poached. Eggs three ways. I close the menu and put it face down on the table.

All of his attention was focused on Jamie, and secretly, she really liked that. “Do you want beef or chicken? You can order whatever you want, and whatever you don’t finish, you can take home,” Jake said as he looked intently at Jamie. Their food was delicious and Klara ate until she couldn’t fit another crumb into her stomach. It was the most she’d eaten in a single sitting in months. Jake had kept the conversation flowing and ordered dessert for Jamie. She’d declined, knowing she couldn’t eat it. Jamie was quiet on the drive back, lulled almost to sleep by good food and a late night out. Jake pulled into their driveway, and offered to carry Jamie inside again.

"Strip this bastard naked and throw him out! Say he's a homewrecker who seduced someone else's wife. Let's see how he'll ever face anyone again!" My pupils constricted as I looked at these men in terror. "You can't do this!" With a single glance from the men, someone pinned me to the ground. With her face contorted with rage, Jenny ripped my clothes open. The winter wind made me shiver. Several men scoffed. "What a scrawny weakling!" Jake suddenly grinned maliciously and said to Jenny, "Aunt Jenny, since you're going to make your daughter marry a new husband anyway, how about we train this guy like a pet?"

"BREAKFAST'S READY!" came Jake's mom from the kitchen. Jake appeared from his room and headed to the dining table where he met his dad who was filling a mug with coffee. He gave his dad a 'what the hell is going on' look. "Don't look at me, I had nothing to do with this," his dad responded before taking a sip from his mug. Jake's mom had prepared some pancakes, okay...a lot of pancakes; croissants; eggs, which came in scrambled, beaten and even a few pouched ones; bacon and sausages.