Story Chef Novels & Stories

Now lets catch the next big fish’ she thought with a smile. She realized how easy it was to convince people when she had the name of a big shot company after her. She saw a familiar name on the sheet, it was Mr. Gians, a famous veteran chef, who used to work as the Sues chef in one of the Aqua’s branches but has left the field for almost 6 years. She immediately went through his profile to see his signature dishes. She saw the delicacies and traditional Chinese food made by him and was immediately drawn to his capabilities and decided to make him the main chef of the event.

She only wanted to learn simple dishes, not fancy ones with costly ingredients. "Chef, could you teach me some simple dishes? Preferably ones that James likes to eat and are easy to make." The chef was visibly troubled by her request. He was an internationally renowned chef who had won multiple world championships. He had even cooked for national leaders on numerous occasions. So, having to teach Summer simple dishes seemed quite humiliating and beneath him. While he was hesitant, another shorter chef stepped forth and said, "Madam, Mr. Quigley also likes to eat simple dishes. I recall that he enjoys pork ribs. Why don't you give it a try?"

Her middle name should have been disappointment for as much of it as she’d experienced in her life so far. They emerged in the kitchen as the dinner rush was just beginning. She looked at Leo for an explanation, but all he gave her was another of his gorgeous smiles. It softened the blow of her disappointment. But all too soon, a chef in a crisp uniform approached them. Beneath his hat was a glimpse of black hair peppered with grey, he was stout, had dark eyes, and a broad nose. “Buona Serta Pedere Dubois. Sono lo chef Lombardi. Ho sensitio che sei interesssato all’apprendimento delle arti culinare.”

Even though my head still hurts, I have to get up, I ruined his interview again, I was sloppy in front of him, I went straight to the kitchen and baked, then I turned on the TV, I was happily baking when I heard his name who was on TV so I stopped, I saw him and he was alone. "This high-profile American-Spanish-Filipino chef and businessman is most celebrated in the culinary industry. Didn't they always say that a devoted student was worth a hundred teachers? From his undying wish of being a footballer, destiny planned differently for this culinary magician who resorted to being a chef after being injured during football. The only chef in the Philippines or let's say nationwide having receiv

I was invisible here, just like an obstacle in their little private world. "So, you're the one from the McAllister mansion?" The sudden booming voice nearly made me jump. I turned to see a familiar looking tall, burly and imposing man. I know this face as it was all over TV when I was in Paris– Chef Beau, the French Michelin star chef who has won the award so many times! Of course, who else deserves to be the head chef in the best hotel in the USA if not the best chef in the world?! And now I’ll get to learn from him, yay!!

I never would have guessed that he became a chef, let alone own a restaurant. "I'm Grace Cooper aka Chaotic Soul. I'm a doctor and so is she. We just started our residency training program here in New York." She explained with a small smile and he stole a glance at me quickly. "That's amazing, Grace and it looks like your friend and I have a lot to catch up on. Fun fact, we use to be best friends." He spoke, not peeling his gaze away from me. "There is nothing to catch up on. Asshole." I mumbled under my breath and he raised his eyebrows.

I chewed slowly at first, savoring it—then faster, unable to help myself. “It’s perfect,” I murmured. “I know,” he replied, his tone calm, almost amused. I swallowed, glancing at him. “How do you know that when you haven’t even tasted it?” “I know the chef,” he said smoothly. “One of the best in the world. He wouldn’t dare serve me rubbish… unless he wants to leave me no choice but to cut his dick off.”

Gianna the 3rd and my only girl among my quadruplets shrill like a Siren as we are all having breakfast. Her immediate younger brother Griffin also adds, “me too mommy!” I breaks into a cheeky grin like a kid on Christmas, as I watch them flee the table. They leaves the dining and comes back with their gifts. Gianna hands me a very beautiful sketch. A portrait of me in chef attire holding a spatula. My heart flusters as I stares at the sketch. I had never loved my new career as a chef this much as I’m feeling right now! For the past five years, I’d studied culinary art and I became CEO to one of Tristian’s continental Resturants here in LA. It’s part of my Revenge Plan against Carlton.

She asked in awed as they walked inside. Ricky glanced up as he heard the chimes attached at the top of the door. He patted the chef on the back and excused himself. He strode towards the door where Mason and Kelsey were standing. "There's my new chef." He announced as he clasped his hands together. "Ready for your first day?" He asked as Kelsey took in his words. It seemed like a dream and she didn't want to wake up. It had been her biggest dream to be able to work at such a high class restaurant with a very talented chef like Richard Hellman.

However, it was hard to tell if it worked because, at least for now, she did not feel anything. Although she did laugh, her heart was as calm as still water. About 20 minutes later, Javier came out of the kitchen, followed by a blond man. Suzanne knew the blond-haired hunk. He was the chef of this restaurant, and he had lived in Chinea before. She had heard that he went there to attend university at the time, but it did not work out. Instead, he got obsessed with Chinean cuisine, so halfway through, he had a change in career and became a cook.