“Right, that’s it!”
The Insalata di Frutti di Mare Veneziana, the Venetian Seafood Salad, had been returned to the kitchen.
“Some facets overcooked, some facets undercooked, the sauce barely adequate.” Marvin repeated what That Git had told him. “That Git’s wife had the good grace to blush,” Marvin added, displaying the plate, “this meal is bloody perfect.”
“It is,” Chef replied coldly. “Does he want it replaced?”
“He wants the steak. Well done.”
“Then he shall have the steak. Well done.”
Marvin studied Chef. This wasn’t like him at all. He’d expected heat. What he got was ice.
Neville Hunt 2 months ago
Interesting... well done eh... this could be fun!