Top Chef Novels & Stories

Roseline's POV… The list of the top chefs who would be participating in the cookathon was finally out. The big white paper hung on the wall of the kitchen, chefs gathered round checking to see the chosen ones who would be lucky enough to participate in this year's cookathon. I stared at my name, printed in black ink on the board, I was number two on the list. The top person was Fernando Rease. He won chef of the year at face of the kitchen last year, he is also one of the best chefs I know.

"Trying to steal my scoop?” “Please. You and I both know you're the queen of food journalism.” He says, smirking. “Besides, I’m here for the drama, not just the food.” “Same. Always.” I admit. “There’s always at least one chef who has a breakdown before the main course round.” Frank snorts. “Oh, it’s practically a requirement. Who do you think it'll be this year?” “Too early to say, but I’d put money on one of the newcomers.”

I wondered how wealthy he was. "This is Chef Boston, you should meet him. He is our head chef and the real mastermind behind most of the food preparations." Elisa said pointing at the man besides her. I smiled and stretched my hand out for a handshake which Chef Boston gladly recieved. "Pleasure to meet you mademoiselle." I chuckled excitedly by the way he addressed me and also by the hint of a french accent in his tone. "I like this guy." I giggled and pointed at him. Elisa nodded her head at me. "I know right, everybody loves Chef Boston." Elisa agreed.

' Eliana concluded on her thoughts. "I am chef Alejandro Sainz, the head chef of this school. I have been doing this since I came to this wonderful country when I was just a teenager. From one restaurant to another, until I became what I am today." "I will be your chef for the week. You are going to meet other chefs throughout your lessons. With that, you will learn different techniques. From that, you can gradually choose the one that fits you best and master it." Chef Alejandro continued in his very catchy accent.

Jessica's POV I walked into the dining room, where the butler stood respectfully to the side, swiftly pulling out a chair for me. My gaze casually swept across the open kitchen, catching sight of a figure in a pristine white chef's uniform bustling about the stove. Justin seemed to notice my attention and explained, "This is the chef I've specially invited for today. He's a master chef from a three-star Michelin restaurant. His culinary skills are exceptional. You'll get to taste it."

Nina replied with a smile. "What? Do you eat here every day?" Nathan was both confused and amazed. "Of course, we eat here because Mom makes the food for the guests here." Nina smiled and returned to her seat; before Nathan could ask her again, she told him that her late mother was one of the most famous chefs in the country. She became the executive chef of this restaurant. Nathan was surprised; he again confirmed whether Nina's mother was a chef. Nina nodded and then mentioned a name that stunned Nathan.

Jase I almost forgot what it was like to cook alongside Dominic Zanetti, who is a five-star chef that specializes in Italian cuisine. It’s been at least two years, seeing as how last year it was just Lachlan, Weston, and I while Ransom had already gone to his job in that prison. Dominic and I perform well as a team in the kitchen, understanding what each of us needed in order to prepare the meal. Dominic and I started on it last night. We both brought some items that were prepared last night, but we still had a ton of food to cook this morning in Mrs. Channing’s kitchen. Not that either of us minded since we both brought all of our ingredients and we have been discussing doing a large thanks

He gave up his dream of becoming a top chef. However, Li Jie's dream has not changed. He still loves to cook, and loves it when picky diners are overwhelmed by his skills. And the social status of chefs in the United States is significantly higher than it was on the other side of the ocean. Being a good cook in the US also pays quite well. A chef at a well-known restaurant can make as much a year as a manager at many companies, and there are plenty of chefs in the United States who take home hundreds of thousands of dollars a year plus restaurant bonuses. Some chefs even run their own restaurants for millions of dollars a year.

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.

I asked with so much authority. "Yes Boss" They chorus at the same time. I looked at Denise, and she was kind of feeling nervous. I understand her nervousness, because she isn't used to being highly respected by others, and people who are much older than her, but she has to get used to it, because as long as she still remains my wife, I won't let anyone disrespect her. "Beatrice," I said, and Beatrice looked at me. Beatrice is one of the chefs in my company, and her and her teams are the best in terms of cooking. Their food recipes are always the highest sales in the company, thereby bringing more money to the company.