Soup That Makes You Blind Novels & Stories

She ordered her to cook another pot and send it over. Sarah knew Leo refused to drink the chicken soup because he was upset, not because of her cooking skills, but with Jade looking like a witch, she did not dare to say another word. She could only go back and boil a pot of fish soup to bring over. Unsurprisingly, Leo still would not eat. Sarah had no choice but to boil a pot of Chinese yam corn soup with ribs and bring it over. Leo still knocked it to the ground with a slap.

Give me a good mark, OK? She put back the letter on the table and get the porcelain bowl. Zitrey starts to scoop the Crying of the Graveyard, as soon as she scooped it, the said food gives off a 'gurgle sound' and purple bubbles show up. Whatever ingredients on it look like horrified and screaming; indeed the said name 'The Crying of the Graveyard' stands for this dish. Nevertheless, Zitrey still transfers what she scooped on her own bowl and gulp the whole bowl of soup. She even finished the remaining soup in the pot. As soon as she finished, she went to their refrigerator. When she opened it, there's nothing, seems the things inside fell into the abyss. Zitrey did a deep sigh. Every time K

"I am really hungry, but I don't think I can eat this much." "It's alright," the man said. "Just finish what you can. It's better than not having any at all." She was sipping the hot, spicy soup when her eyes welled up.Luckily, the men were really good at pretending not to notice anything. Derrick was silent, watching her silently cry. "This brand must be new, huh, Zin?" she asked. "This is a little bit too spicy for me, I think. It's making my eyes watery."

Lucrecia muttered when she stared at the pan. Inside the pan were carrots, potatoes, and also chicken which were cooked with the addition of powder broth. Actually there was no problem with the soup inside the pan, as Lucrecia didn't add any alcohol to the soup in the pan but the soup in the bowl. It was just, Lucrecia's face was getting red just because looked at the soup. there was a will to serve it again with a slight alcohol inside it, but another of herself forbade it. "He is sick!" Lucrecia warned herself, then threw the soup away which was approximately for 2 small portions.

Penny brought Liam and Winston a bowl of soup each but did not do so for the others. Those who had been picking on her just now gulped, but they tried to dissuade Winston from drinking the soup. “Winston, aren’t you worried you might get poisoned?” Winston downed the contents of the bowl in one gulp. “Why should I be scared? I’ve got Caleb paving the way for me.” The mushroom soup was prepared using wild mushrooms and water taken from the mountain spring, so it tasted amazing. All four of them had seconds. About half of the soup remained, and everyone thought Penny would distribute it to them. Some had even gotten their bowls ready.

He leaned in with his handsome face and said, "This is a new cooking style for soup I recently learned. Have a taste and see if it's nice." Yasmin glanced at the bowl of soup. Its color was dark. "What's this?" she asked. "It's herbal chicken soup," he said with a smile. "I bought the chicken from a small farm. The weather is chilly. You should drink more chicken soup to nourish your body." Yasmin felt disgusted. "Can I not drink it?" The soup seemed really bad. Blake shook his head. "No way. I had it simmered for three hours. You must drink it," he insisted.

“You can’t expect me to eat with this blindfold on.” “You’ll see,” was his cryptic response. A few seconds later, I heard a door open, and plates were set down before us. I smelled soup, beef stock possibly, and fresh-baked bread. Rebecca left, and I fumbled in front of me for a spoon, found it, and then hunted for the edges of the bowl. I found it, only to jostle it so scalding liquid sloshed onto my hand, causing me to jerk away and curse.

He directed her to the couch, where they sat. "Wanna know my secret of how I make the soup?" He inquired, leaning forward with eagerness. Onyx began speaking even before Ophelia nodded. "I blend the lentils with the soup base, which adds richness and creaminess to the soup while also bringing out more flavor." Ophelia nodded and sighed, "You're trying way too hard you know." She muttered giving him a small smile and the façade of excitement faded away from his face. "I'm sorry about today Ophelia. I shoved you into-" He was stopped in his sentence when Ophelia exclaimed picking up a magazine from the table in front.

The clatter of stainless steel spoons against ceramic plates felt louder than usual, each ring echoing like a gavel in the small dining room. Tobi focused on the steam rising from the mountain of efo riro (soup) on his plate, trying to disappear into the earthy scent of locust beans and spinach. But the anonymity he had worn like a second skin for years had been stripped away by his own hands.

Rebecca held out the glass of water, but there was no response from the woman in front of her. "This is the glass, the right side of that arm of yours!" Rebecca said telling the position of the glass, "What's wrong with your eyesight, did they ruin it just like yours?" "Sicily, my name is Sicily. I've been blind since I was 10 years old. Back then my mum omega 2 fought to defend me from Luna's attack. I gave up for the safety of my mum and dad," Sicily explained unprompted. "Hem, then what happened after that?" asked Rebecca.