Chapter 7/ THE COOKING CONTEST
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Chapter 7
The contest
Da- LUCAS RESIDENCE
Finally the young master was here, putting my phone into the back pocket of my pants, I looked up just to see the same guy I met on my way here.
“You……….” We both said at the same time.
“So Mr. Rude is the young master,” I said in my mind, rolling my eye balls.
“What's with the rolling of eyes?” the young master said.
“Nothing much” I said cuz I really need this job.
Different gaze was on me, mostly with envy, some with hatred, while others with the look of good luck.
“This competition would be a competition of chicken waffles” The young master said.
"Hot, crunchy, seasoned fried chicken on top of homemade buttermilk waffles and drenched in buttery maple syrup!”
prep time: 1 HOUR HR
cook time: 30 MINUTES
MINStotal time: 1 HOUR HR 30 MINUTES MINS
“It should be hot, not warm ,” the young master said again.
“Mrs Robinson please display the ingredients”.
Ingredients
BRINE
♦ lb chicken tenderloin
♦ cups water
♦ cup kosher salt
CHICKEN TENDERS
♦ cup self-rising flour
♦ cup cornstarch
♦ teaspoon garlic powder
♦ teaspoon sea salt or seasoned salt
♦ teaspoon cajun seasoning
♦ teaspoon black pepper
♦ teaspoon paprika
♦ teaspoon parsley
♦ egg
♦ cup buttermilk
♦ cup water
♦ tablespoon fresh parsley
BUTTERMILK WAFFLES
♦ cups all-purpose flour
♦ tablespoon baking powder
♦ tablespoons granulated sugar
♦ teaspoon salt
♦ cup whole milk
♦ cup buttermilk
♦ eggs, divided (yolks & whites separated)
♦ tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
♦ cup canola oil
♦ teaspoon vanilla extract
♦ softened butter, for brushing
♦ Maple syrup
“Your time starts now” Mrs Robinson finally said.
Everyone started putting on their gas, I didn't do as they were all jumping from one place to another.
As I walked to where the ingredients were with my basket, I picked every ingredient needed before walking back to my table.
Turning on the gas cooker I started with my cooking.
Mixing all the ingredients
Dipping the already refrigerated chicken into dry flour.
Coating the chicken into the already mixed ingredients again and again before grilling.
Doing the waffles as fast as I can.
Then brushing the grilled chicken.
After that, I designed it with some green and red bell peppers.
1 HOUR 29 MINUTES LATER
‘‘1 minute more, "the young master said.
Soon the countdown begins “10 , 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1”.
“Time up,” the young master said.
“So here would be the details of how you would score your marks”.
♦ Neatness
♦ Appearance
♦ The taste of the food
♦ Your mode of speaking
♦ The way your food is packaged
“And for contestant no:8 you got 5/10 for your Neatness” Mr rude said.
Anger was boiling in me, like for me to kill him, after getting me dirty he is really giving me 5/10.
I just nodded my head.
All judges stood up with their spoons moving from one contestant to another, tasting their food and jotting it down.
It was my turn, I got nervous seeing them looking at me with a kinda unreadable expression especially Mr rude.
He then whispered into my ear.
“For speaking rude to me you got 5/10” he said smirking and left.
He is really getting on my nerves, he will be dealt with when I'm true within the three months, if I'm lucky to win.
The judges took their seats after tasting the cooking's discussing the results in less than 8 (eight) minutes they were done.
“So the chief judge Mr Edward would announce everyone's scores and also the winner”.
“So his name is actually Edward” I said to no one in particular.
All hands went clapping except mine.
“The winner for today is… … … … our ……… nobody……… but ……. Contestant 8 ( eight ) who got the points of 135/150 “ young master Edward said and there was a thunderous applause.
“Contestant 4 was so close to winning she got the points of 130/150 young master” Edward said.
“Contestant 3 also tried to get the points of 100/150” Young Master Edward continued.
“To those whose name was called should follow me” Young Master Edward said.
“For the third and second position you got prizes but for the first position taker got the kitchen '' Young Master Edward continued.
“For the second position you got the price of $500” Young Master Edward added.
“And in the third position you got the prize of $250” Young Master said.
“For those who didn't take any position would get the sum of $50, sorry if you are disappointed, Mrs Robinson please take her to the kitchen and explain things to her” Young Master Edward added and left the Hall.
ROYAL KITCHEN
“So Mrs Alice as you said your name is right, I hope you are familiar with all this equipment” Mrs Robinson asked.
“Yes ma'am,” Alice replied.
“Then there's not much to explain, there is a cook room at the end of the stairs at the left hand side” Mrs Robinson added.
“There's a time table of what to cook,” Mrs Robinson said, pointing at a particular place.
“Ma'am, is it best that you should be at the mansion?” Alice questioned.
“No, you could stay at your place, but you must come here to cook on time’ Mrs Robinson said.
“Okay ma'am, Thanks for your help” Alice said with a polite smile.
“It's my pleasure dear” Mrs Robinson said and left.
DESMOND RESIDENCE
Entering the house after a tiresome day, I went straight into my room to take a shower, lying on my bed with a big t-shirt and leggings and my stomach began to grumble.
Am so hungry, I took my purse and brought out the chicken waffles I had earlier wrapped in tissue paper, grumbling it down my stomach before drinking a glass of water.
That would hold me before cooking.
Taking Large stride down the stairs, I went into the kitchen to cook noodles.
Sitting on the chair in the kitchen eating noodles and cooked crabs, I just love the mixture and taste.
A hungry Clara could be seen entering the kitchen.
“Ohh Alice where's my plate, I'm so famished” Clara said.
“There's no more noodles” I said grinning while taking the rest of the noodles in the pot with me.
“Alice, don't be selfish,” Clara Said.
“I'm not selfish,” Alice replied and left.
“Ahhhh, Aigo” Clara yelled
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