Scrambled Jake's Menu Novels & Stories

I averted my gaze from his muscular torso with some reluctance, a flush creeping up my neck as I slid from bed. After washing up and braiding back my tangled locks, I joined my mate in the cozy kitchen. Jake turned from the cast iron stove, brandishing a heavy skillet piled high with browned sausage, eggs and griddled bread. “Morning you two!” He bellowed cheerfully, dishing up generous portions onto waiting tin plates. I smiled affectionately at his enthusiasm—Jake tackled most everything in life with such gusto. My own somber mood lightened considerably inhaling the smoky meaty scents.

Brian and Kate have always been close, unlike me… always on their own. After we reached the restaurant, I sat beside Kate, facing Logan, while Kate was facing Brian. The waiter came to our table. He wore a white shirt and blue pants with an apron. He looked weirdly at me, but I didn't let it get to me. “Hello, my name is Jake and welcome to Souvenirs. What can I get you?" He said, looking between us. Kate sighed, " I'll have Italian sausage Bolognese, and Brian will have crispy chicken wings”.

, she asks as she gets ready to write on her notepad. "I would like some fried chicken and French fries and she would like some hash browns with bacon and hamburgers", Joyce states. "I'll have some apple-cranberry Cole slaw", Tricia says. "And pineapple juice", Annaliese chips in. "Applesauce for the boys", Joyce says. "Why not scrambled eggs?", Tricia asks. "Why not applesauce?", Joyce argues. "Why not both?", Annaliese speaks up to avoid trouble. "Hold the scrambled eggs", Tricia says.

Flint said. I laughed. It was a little giggle, but they all turned to look at me in wonder. I guess they hadn't heard me laugh or smile since quite a long time. Ezra was obviously teasing Paul and trying to make light of the situation but what he'd said bore the truth and Paul knew it. It could be his last meal or even mine. Ezra and Flint could lose their lives fighting this evil. Paul cleared his throat. "I'd like to change my order, please. I'll have two chicken grilled sandwiches, chili jack and cheddar cheese omelet with sausage at the side. Carrot cake and a double chocolate chip ice-cream. "

Lisa had to be sure although she already had a feeling she knew what he was going to say. "No." "Then I don't think it is appropriate." "Just relax, I can feel your tension from all the way over here. I'm not going to jump your bones." Before she could respond, the waiter came and took their orders. Jack ordered spaghetti with beef sauce while Lisa opted for the chicken salad and Jack raised his eyebrows at her choice of food. "What?" Lisa questioned. "Salad?" "What's wrong with a salad?" "I like a woman who eats. Although I can't complain if it keeps you looking like that."

She declined and asked if there was any real food. “I’m sure you’d only find raw meats and a few vegetables in the kitchen. That’s precisely what Jacob eats,” Jackson replied with a shrug. He knew how much his twin brother loved steaks. “Are you sure you don’t want to order pizza? Ice cream or something?” he added before Anna left the room. “No, I will be done in a few minutes,” Anna answered as she left the room, leaving Jackson to sort out the documents and the files that had fallen earlier.

I sent a quick thank you to the Moon Goddess for blessing me. It ended as soon as it began. He stepped back and grabbed the platter of omelets. I made my way to the table and put my platter down. Viktor placed the pancakes down and Jake showed up and placed a bowl of mixed fruits down. Viktor left and reappeared with a jug of orange juice. “You sit,” Jake said.

She just wanted to eat some fruit or a bowl of hot soup. Jacob thought about it and found a Cantonese restaurant nearby. When passing a fruit store, Jacob went in and bought two boxes of strawberries. While Ashley was ordering, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash both boxes of strawberries. Ashley looked through the menu for a long time and finally ordered only one bowl of Minced Pork Congee with Preserved Egg. Seeing Jacob coming back, Ashley pushed the menu in front of him, "I’m done. Brother, look what you want to eat. "

I loved the fact that he was friendly and even more friendlier than Jake. Jake returned to offer the medicine and was happy to see me. "We can leave now," Jake said as we waved at Henry and entered my black limousine, and headed to a restaurant to eat. My cobb salad was untouched on my table after a few minutes when we entered the restaurant and I wasn't in the mood to eat it. Jake noticed it the way I was acting so enigmatic and asked me the reason why. "Hello boss, you seem not to eat your meal, is anything going wrong?" He asked.

He scanned the street and pointed to a brightly lit fast-food place at the end of the block. We slid into a sticky vinyl booth. Jax grabbed two laminated menus, tossing one at me. “Order whatever. My treat. Consider it the final phase of the project: basic sustenance.” I scanned the menu, my eyes glazing over at the choices. “I’ll just have a cheeseburger and a small fries,” I said, playing it safe. Jax snorted. “That’s it? After the traumatic makeover you’ve endured? You need to refuel.” He stood up and headed to the counter before I could say another word.