The meal was perfection. Chef sat back in his chair and smiled warmly at his dining companion.
“You’re mentoring Luciano excellently,” she said. “Chef’s Special Pie was exhilarating today, adding spices into the pastry was pure genius.”
Chef smiled. “His own invention. Luciano’s very promising.” He leaned forward:
“But credit for all those pies must go to the quality of the meat. Rare you find meat of such tenderness.”
She giggled. “And from such an old and stringy beast, too!”
And when they held hands and told each other I love you for the fifth time that meal...