Tulisan Happy Cooking Novels & Stories

Cooking had been some sort of therapy and hobby that brought smile to my face and happiness to my life. Although mostly, I only cooked for my sisters. My first trial had been a disaster, I had nearly burnt down the kitchen and caused my sisters to have a stomachache. Yet the more I practiced, the more I got better and right now, I could cook without peeking at the cookbook every few minutes.

Ferris looked at her amused finding her expression super cute. “I would have thrown the food if I didn’t like it, wife. I love the fact that my wife cooks so well. The food is delicious, beautiful.” Ferris told her as he tucked her strand behind her ear that loosely escaped. “Really?” Hazel asked with widened eyes. “Yes, truly,” Ferris answered and a smile broke out on her lip. “Thank you! I am glad you enjoyed my food. I had learned it all from my mother’s cookbook. She used to make scrumptious food.” Hazel told him and Nathan felt happy that she was opening to him ignoring the fact that how they were a stranger till a night before....

“You can make an apple pie?” “I can make just about everything. Cooking and baking have always been one of my stress relievers. Vivian and Jo have always enjoyed testing everything as I made it.” “What about Spencer and Steele?” “I’m sure they would, but they are usually the reason I am cooking.” “That’s fair.” I laughed. I could see it, too. “Do you ever just cook for fun, or do you have to be upset to cook?”

"You are the best secretary I've ever had, Mrs Hunt." I roll my eyes as I dig into my lunch. Brown rice, brocolli and beef. Damien woke early to cook and pack the lunch. "This is so good!" I exclaim after the first bite. "Delicious!" "The cookbook is the best thing that has ever happened to me." Damien has been cooking a lot thanks to the little cute cookbook. He hated cooking until the cookbook happened. And now it has become one of his favourite hobbies. "Tell me the truth." Damien says. "What's wrong, Dani?"

Nicola Taylor I entered the kitchen, a spring in my step, feeling elated. Helping Isabelle had been unexpectedly fulfilling, and making a new friend felt even better. Humming a cheerful tune, I reached for the teapot, my mind still buzzing peacefully. The aroma of freshly brewed tea filled the air as I nibbled on a few cookies.

This was the only way I could get my brain functioning well without thoughts of Blaze creeping in. The kitchen buzzed with the aroma of a slow-cooked pot roast. Tender beef simmered with a savory blend of herbs and vegetables paired with creamy mashed potatoes and buttery corn on the cob. I settled on the cool kitchen slab, a smooth surface providing a comfortable perch. The soft lighting casts a warm glow, creating a relaxed atmosphere. A gentle smile parted my lips as satisfaction engulfed me with the enticing aroma that filled the air. I was scrolling through TikTok, watching videos from my new favorite TikToker. This was the gift Maverick had gotten me, and I knew it was so thoughtful of

She retorted gently. Oh my sweet ma. "Now I am okay, ma. I have no problem. So I will make parathas and you make dal okay". She smiled and nodded. I made my hair in a bun and started cooking. I love cooking a lot. It's one of my hobbies too. During my free time, I will try new recipes which I saw from YouTube. Most of them will be disasters, but I will try again and again . Practice makes a man perfect.

was the answer he gave to cover all her questions. She clapped in happiness as if he had won a lottery, but to her, the joy of Tom having a partner was more than winning a lottery. “Go on and have your bath. Although I have prepared dinner, since today is such a happy day, I will prepare your favorite dishes”, she announced, and he nodded before heading inside. ***

"What are you making?" I ask Harry in a singsong. Looks like he's in a happy mood since he's whistling to some song I don't know as he dances while cooking. "Chicken carbonara" He says turning to me in a playful and perfect spin. His mood is so cheerful. Wow! "You're so happy. What happened?" I ask as I take a glass and fill it with water. "Why? Can't I be happy too?" He asks with fake shock. I roll my eyes. "Spill H. You made me so curious."

as soon as the first bite of biryani went into her mouth then her eyes closed automatically due to the delicious taste. “i see that you loved my cooking...!!” He spoke in a confident tone ... on which Heer put the spoon down and stared at him with warm eyes. “Happiness is incurable ...” She spoke one word at a time. “Your appearance is telling this is not a good idea ...” He saw her eating happily and said.