Spice 소설 & 이야기

Nyla: Sure, you can take as much as you want. A wide grin spread across my face. I replied quickly with a simple “Thanks” before I could overthink it. I grabbed the cutter and carefully opened the carton. Inside were rows and rows of small sachets of hot sauce. I took one, tore it open, and squeezed a generous amount over the fresh fries I had ordered earlier. The smell hit me first. It was rich, spicy, and slightly sweet. I dipped a fry and took a bite. Holy shit.

I glance around my shoulder. Tyler stands frozen in the pantry doorway, eyes locked on my ass. His gaze drags slowly over the curve of each cheek, the thin cotton of my shorts riding up just enough to expose the bare skin beneath. He doesn’t blink. His stare is heavy, hungry, completely lost in the sight of my flesh. Heat floods my face and spreads down my neck. I clear my throat loudly. His eyes snap up to mine, guilty for half a second before the corner of his mouth twitches like he’s not sorry at all. He steps forward with the spices. "That looks good. Keep going."

I laughed at him and he is asking for water then one of his men came. “Why is it so spicy?” “Well Jeoff, there are assorted flavors, just choose what you want, vinegar, spicy sauce or the classic flavour. Get what you want.” He looked at me like he was asking me that am I asking him knowing that it was his first time here. But in the end, it is already him who can’t stop eating and trying to imitate what I am doing with the sauce, mixing them all. He is just like a girl who is so fond of salty food.

"It's called boiled fish. Its feature is its spicy and fresh tang. The stimulation you feel is the spice!" He Ziwei picked up the Sprite and took two gulps. The spicy feeling in her mouth became better. "Your water tastes so special and delicious," she said before burping. Hearing their conversation, Zhuo Wengong did not say anything this time. He directly picked up his chopsticks and began to taste. He Ziwei said to He Zhong and the others next to her, "Everyone, have a taste. I'm sure you've never eaten anything like this before."

I knew if he was pushing, it was important, whatever it was. As we are running, I keep picking up faint traces of spices. I recognize the spices from my sister Amelie’s baking. One of them is clove; she makes an awesome cinnamon and clove apple pie. I think the other one is cardamon. It stands out because she makes this chi spice coffee cake and the cardamon always smells so good. The two scents together are making me hungry. I don’t know if it’s the smell of the forest; for some reason, the scent makes me happy. There’re other scents mixed in something sickly sweet-smelling, and the other I’ve ne

Liam said quietly. "Ah, right. It's still hard to get spices here. The pepper I got the other day was also bitter…" Harriet muttered. "If Northerners had access to warm-climate herbs and spices, perhaps there would be more dishes that would satisfy you, Madam," Liam said softly. Harriet nodded. "Ginger, ginseng, pepper, chilli, paprika…" she muttered under her breath. "Unfortunately, even from the capital to here, it takes a week for a freight carriage… the ingredients will no longer be that fresh."

Felix decided to make it a special one—Spicy Western-Style Spareribs. “Check the ingredients, Catherine, if they’re all complete,” he told me. That was my job earlier to check if have the complete set of ingredients. Pork, of course, we have it. Paprika, salt, garlic powder, sugar, pepper, and butter. Did we forget something? The lemon and chili! They’re the most important ingredient for this meal.

The sudden urge to capture the droplet by languishly running her parched tongue across Jag's neck hit like a freight train and Camille suddenly found herself having to steady herself against the desk for a moment to compose herself. "Chilli." Camille stepped back from the desk with a smile once she felt composed enough to speak. "It's a good source of protein and fiber. Plus it has vegetables and cinnamon which is good for maintaining blood sugar levels." "It's a favourite amongst the men." Jag nodded as he approached the desk. "Us Draygonians are fond of…" "Spicy food." Camille finished eagerly. "And this is spicy." Jag raised an eyebrow in a mixture of surprised and impressed. "You know th

Asked Deffin surprised. "Honey, the sauce is not very spicy, I've tried it before." "I don't believe it, I'll try it first, I don't want you two to be okay." Deffin immediately tasted the food, it wasn't too spicy, but this wasn't the real reason he tried the food. "It's spicy honey, but don't worry, you can eat it, as long as I'm the antidote to the spiciness." Azkia was confused by what Deffin said because she couldn't stand the food she wanted, she immediately ate the food, and Deffin looked relaxed watching Azkia seem to be enjoying her food.

The audience erupted into cheers and applause as the camera pivoted back to the host. “Contestants! Today, we're putting your mastery of spices to the ultimate test. In the mystery basket, you'll find a selection of rare and exotic spices, including the infamous Ghost Pepper, the warm, aromatic Berbere, and the sweet, floral Ras el hanout. Your challenge is to create a three-course menu – appetizer, entree, and dessert – that showcases your skill in blending, balancing, and showcasing these complex spices. And here's the twist: you must also incorporate candied jasmine flowers into each dish, addi