Zodiac Signs Favorite Food Novels & Stories

She pulled away with a large smile which I returned with one of my own. Over dinner I decided that we should play 20 questions just for fun. We took turns asking and answering questions and we spent the evening laughing like I couldn't remember laughing in years. I learned a lot about her - like her favorite color was green- and her favorite animal was a sea turtle. She loved being outdoors and beaches were her favorite place to be. She was a water sign - Her birthday was Febuary 7. I already knew that her favorite food was italian but her favorite dish was lasagna.

“Your birthday is November 13, which makes you a Scorpio. Your favorite animal is a dog but you would never adopt one because you don’t think you could take care of it.” He smirked when he took notice of my gaping mouth, the expression of complete shock and disbelief, plain on my face. “Your favorite thing to do is read, and bed rot. You prefer quiet nights to hustling days where you don’t have to talk to people.” “Your pizza selection would include anything within the following toppings: bacon, peppers, sausage, pepperoni, pesto sauce, barbecue sauce, and lots of cheese. We should really get that on our way home, right?” He winked, as if to say he won.

he asks. I laugh, pushing myself to catch him. “That depends on how heavy our dinner is,” I say, pushing past him. “What’s your favorite food?” he asks me. “Steak and potatoes, like most wolves. Although I also like a salad,” I tell him. “Coming right up,” he says pulling ahead of me again. “Yorick,” I say as I realize he’s pulling ahead of me fast. “Sorry, baby. I’ve got a prize to win,” he says.

“I’m pretty sure Jordan lives up north near you. See if he’ll share an uber.” “Oh? Okay.” When they returned to the table Meredith said her goodbyes and Jordan got up as well and said he needed to go too. They agreed to share an uber and rode to Meredith’s apartment. She found out on the ride home that his favorite foods were oranges and carbonara. She actually liked carbonara, she was excited she finally found something in common with him.

A sweet romantic dinner where we can simply chat and get to know one another. “Now, I know that steak, which we are having for dinner, is a werewolf favorite. However, I also know that female wolves tend to also enjoy seafood as well as pork and chicken more than beef. Males tend to stick to beef, deer, and even the occasional moose.” Dorian explains.

, I say, and he smiles and shakes his head while looking down. “When’s your birthday?” I asked. “September thirteenth”, he says. “Virgo! Makes so much sense now”, I say casually. “Yeah? How about you?”, he now asks. “December thirty-first, so every year is a celebration on my birthday”, I say as I roll my eyes. He laughs, “somehow I doubt you enjoy that since you’re a Capricorn”. “I am! And I don’t! But you understand my pain, since we’re like one in the same, which makes our signs the most compatible together out of all of the other signs”, I said, then realized what my sudden diarrhea of the mouth just made me say.

Ash explained. “Do you actually like anything from this century?” Jo asked. “Yes.” Ash nodded, “I find Hans Zimmer's compositions irresistible.” Jo groaned, “We do have nothing in common.” Ash chuckled, “I'm sure there things we like. Okay, what's your favorite food?” “My mother's apple pie.” Jo replied without pause, “You?” “Roast lamb chops with Greek yogurt.” Ash replied with longing. Jo gave him a sharp look, “Ok. What are your hobbies?”

Z: "Liana, what did you have for dinner?" Liana: "Medium-rare venison ribeye with balsamic roasted eggplant! The red juices soaked into the soft eggplant... it was the perfect bite." Sitting at his large mahogany desk, Zander's eyebrows shot up. Medium-rare venison... her taste was very "wolf"—wild, simple, and honest. He pulled out a small leather-bound notebook and solemnly wrote it down. "Liana's Preferences: 1. Venison (Medium-rare/bloody). 2. Eggplant."

Then he’d made love to her with such exquisite tenderness she’d melted. “See? It worked. You’ve got that dreamy look you get right after I fuck you.” And so much for the basking. “Ask your damn question.” He chuckled. “Least favorite food.” “Eggplant. Slimy, nasty stuff. No matter how it’s cooked it tastes like dog shit.” “I’d hafta agree.” “Same for zucchini. Our cook used to try and hide it in other dishes, but I always could taste it. Blech.”

Isabella: Sure, that sounds great. Zander: I’ll ask first. What’s your favorite color? Isabella: Yellow Zander: I’ve never met anyone with yellow as their favorite color. Why yellow? Isabella: It’s such a happy color. What’s yours? Zander: Blue. I shut my eyes and remembered Isabella’s eyes. Zander: Like the Caribbean Sea, kind of blue. Isabella: Pretty color. What’s your favorite food? Zander: I haven’t met a food I didn’t like. Lol.