Top Chef Novels & Stories

— Try the dish of the day from our chef! - And what is your dish of the day today? - Well, this is a very tasty pasta. According to the original recipe. Our chef studied at the Joseph Beframont School of Culinary Arts, one of the most prestigious educational institutions in the world. — Joseph Beaufrémont. “Yes, Joseph Beaufremont,” she repeated diligently, not for a second taking her openly lustful gaze from his face.

The saying that looks can really be deceiving can be applied to her. "It's been two years since i left and now that I'm already back, i realize that many things have changed." - Claire said Wei Zhi Yin nooded his head as he said, "It's been two years since i send you in France, i hope that you would not disappoint me with your culinary skills." Claire smile became bright as she said confidently, "Master can rest assured, i study hard this two years and i am already recognize as one of the top chefs in the world. I have a confidence that i can serve master the top dishes in the world."

“It is all right,” his parents confirmed, and climbed the staircase hand in hand. “Good day, Young Master. Is there anything you want us to do?” Chef Carl, the thirty years Head of the Chefs, greeted. “Good day to you, Chef Carl. I wish to find out if you are through with my package.” “Yes, Young Master. You can have a look.” Then, Chef Carl signalled him to the packed food and snacks, and he was pleased with them.

I asked her, she smiled. "The chef that cooks for the house, used to own a five star restaurant sir. He is known around the world for his recipes and making pancakes is definitely not excluded." "I know that but I think he would be just as amazed as I am if he takes a bite of this." I gestured at the tray in front of me.

Although he spoke quite softly, his words still managed to reach her ears. She chuckled discreetly and thought to herself, "Such a fast learner! He obviously likes it... then why must he be so stingy with his words??..." Meanwhile, Javier Zhong has already savoured every last drop of the soup. To be honest, this is the best soup he has ever drunk, just that he is not good at expressing his feelings to her. The flavour... and its' consistency... It is nothing short of perfection! In fact, Javier Zhong is known to be very fussy about the food that he eats. Many of the Michelin-starred chefs that he has hired back home could not even meet his high standards!

said Jace proudly. “I think I've seen this dish in an online article. Could this be a special menu made by five-star Michelin Chef Andreas Garcia?” guessed Ann with a pounding heart. The chef was very famous and was a judge in world-class cooking competitions. "Precisely. The one who cooking for us is Andreas Garcia. But I can't ask him to come to our table because we don't want our secrets to leak, Ann,” Jace reminded him.

“Since the entire crew has just finished shooting, everyone’s worked hard. Today, Cynthia and I are hosting a banquet for all the fans and crew who’ve supported us to express our gratitude.” He continued, “I’ve specifically invited the internationally renowned chef, George Brown, to prepare today’s feast.” This announcement was met with gasps of astonishment. George Brown was a Michelin three-star chef, the highest-rated in French culinary history and the longest-standing record-holder in Michelin’s history. His restaurants were spread globally, with reservations often requiring a year in advance. The fact that Samuel had managed to secure him was nothing short of extraordinary. The crowd bu

Her chef’s whites were immaculate even at the end of a fourteen-hour shift; her knife work was surgical, her sauces legendary. He was the rising star at Atelier Rouge across town—thirty-one, tattooed forearms peeking from rolled sleeves, dark curls tied back with a bandana, a mouth that smirked more often than it smiled. His food was bold, aggressive, built to provoke. Critics called him a genius; older chefs called him a showboat. Emilia called him an asshole. Publicly. Frequently. Tonight they were forced to share the same space.

James just smiled at the organizer. "Excuse me, Miss Abigail," said a chef who approached them carrying a new tray of food. Everyone turned to look at him. "I'm sorry for the confusion with your meal. Our special chef prepared this for you," the chef said as he placed the tray on the table. "Special chef?" everyone at the table said simultaneously. "I'm fine really----" "No!" the chef said quickly. "He will fire us all if you don't eat dinner tonight," he added. Abigail looked around upon hearing the chef's statement. There was only one person she knew capable of such a thing, but she didn't see Edward anywhere.

Tiny proudly stated. Chef is the best when it comes to cooking top-notch cuisine. He takes his profession seriously. But just like the rest of the members of El Latro, he too has a double life. The chef enjoyed torturing people and squeezing information out of them. He used different techniques to make our captives talk. He loves mutilating people and watching them bleed to death. That's the reason why he is also known as the "butcher." "Nice to finally meet you in person, boss." The chef removes his gloves and extends his hand for a handshake.