The Mad Rose Menu Mga Nobela at Kwento

As I kept ravaging the food, I heard a few giggles from Rose as she watched me stuff my face like I hadn’t seen food in days. “Hahh, that was nice!” I exclaimed while sipping some wine after I was done with the plate. “Yes yes, you’ve done well. It really was delicious, especially the roast pork she garnished it with” Rose said now packing up the plastic plate and the spoon. “Hmm. Did she make some for you too?” I asked, “Yeah she did. I finished just before she called me to come here, she is a good chef” She answered enthusiastically as though she was bragging. “Ah, it must have been a hassle looking for a spoon too, she normally seems so perfect but she still makes the silliest of mistakes

She handed them sleek leather-bound menus, each page offering delicately plated dishes and desserts rather than full meals. “Something light,” Rose said without looking up, her tone smooth and deliberate. “A cup of chamomile tea with lemon cake and macarons.” Luthor glanced up briefly. “Just coffee for me,” he said, his tone casual but respectful. Evelyn hesitated, her fingers brushing the edge of the menu. “I’ll have a cappuccino,” she murmured. Rose closed her menu and handed it back to the hostess. “And bring her a slice of strawberry tart,” she added, her gaze briefly meeting Evelyn. “It pairs well with coffee.”

Rose had time to find out about the restaurant and apparently there were lots of customers who were satisfied with the service and also the food menu available there. They chose a table on the second floor of the restaurant and ordered the menu which was the main menu that night Gab and Rose ordered Jamon Pepin which is a large portion of ham covered with butter and mustard, a sandwich with tomato jam and chicken salad from organic . They even ordered two glasses of tonic without thinking about the price. But of course all of this has been borne by Gab. "Ah, well, I'm sorry because we booked a normal class restaurant for tonight" Gab said and of course Rose smiled when she heard that. Even t

I nodded, "I can see why. Roses are not just beautiful but have a lot of positive effects for us warriors." Alpha Matthew smiled and offered me a piece of roast meat. "Here, try this. It's a special treat, a piece of roast meat with rose petals sprinkled on top. It adds a nice, subtle flavor to the meat." I took a bite, surprised by the unique taste. "This is delicious. I thought these were thin slices of peppers." Alpha Matthew laughed. "It's great to see you enjoying the food. My parents would have been proud to see someone appreciate the combination of roses and food."

“Miss Rose is in the VIP room. Follow me.” I follow her quietly for a while until she walks to a door and opens it for me. I walk inside. Rose looks up at me, then I realize she's looking past me, at the lady. “I want everything on menu 4.” The lady turns to me as I sit. “And you, sir?” “Same as hers.” She nods with a smile and walks out. I turn back to Rose. “So, what's happening?” She smiles, “I found something very intriguing. It will probably keep you shocked for several minutes.”

And so I went to the dining room. Food that was much greater than what was being served at the academe greeted me. There were chocolates and truffles. I even see juices and wine. Cakes of different shapes, colors and sizes were in the middle. There's even three roasted pigs with apples on their mouths. The smell was enough to make my stomach growl, earning giggles from everyone else inside the room. Not that there were much, it's only us consorts, I guess the future Alpha hasn't arrived yet. "We can eat here," One of the consorts said using the consort's voice, it was Suzanne. She had three full plates with various dishes piled in front of her. "They don't have mandatory weigh-ins. We can ea

consoled Claude. "You're making fun of me," said she while keeping her scarlet face hidden. "Of course I am. That was the most embarrassing situation I witnessed in my life!" "God!" The restaurant Claude bought her to, was one of the fanciest in the city: Le Rosier. It was a restaurant full of rose trees. The decoration is calming and pretty, extremely feminine and cozy: “What a magnificent place,” said Flora. “Do you like it?” asked Claude, proud.

Rose gently persuaded me. I looked at the document Rose gave me, which contained pictures of the dishes and their names. All the dishes were beautifully and delicately decorated, their names were also very unique, I just didn't know if they tasted good. “What do you see? Do our dishes look good?” Rose asked. Before I could answer, Rose continued. “You can rest assured that my company will prepare the food for your engagement party. This is the mark of my comeback so I will do my best.” I folded the document in my hand. "I'm quite pleased with your garnish, but I need to taste it to get a taste of it."

It must be something in the Milan air, because how is it that I've seen more attractive men in the past four days than I've seen in the few years I'd spent in New York? "That won't be necessary," I responded to both him and the bartender. The last thing I wanted was to owe a stranger anything, or better yet, accept the drink and then get reprimanded by Lorenzo or Silas. God knows I can't take any more bullshit today. It had already been a chore with Fiore on my case all day. The man's small smile didn't waver; instead, he shrugged, respecting my wishes... something most men would never do. "I see you came here with the Black Rose," he said, his fingers reaching for the glass of whiskey befor

“A bit dramatic for a Tuesday, but beautiful.” “Life is too short for undramatic Tuesdays,” he countered, a smile playing on his lips just as the waiter returned with two menus bound in leather. Ilay waved them away. “We’ll have the chef’s selection. And a bottle of the Dom Pérignon Rosé ‘03.” The waiter nodded and vanished. My eyes widened. “Ilay, I know you are rich, but throwing money away like that…” “Ah, so you have tried it before,” He commented. All I did was snort.