flavor and fortune

Their encounter part 2

Adrian

“I just need a nice restaurant where I can eat and probably rest at the same time” I thought as I drove around looking for a potential place that fell into the category.

Things at the office are getting more serious than I thought. I mean, I just took on the role of ceo after my father decided to retire…and only the work today might just overwhelm any human. I don't have much experience in this line as I'm only just learning about the job. I thought that I would just be the heir of his companies in writing, I didn't know I had to take on the role.

I just wanted to live a free life without work. But here I am, driving around looking for a restaurant like those guys in the movies after a long day of work.

After driving around aimlessly for some minutes, I gave up and decided to search up restaurants in the area, and I found one. Only it has a four star rating, and the last four star rated restaurants I went to each gave me a tapeworm, and I didn't like the experience.

But since I'm tired and hungry, I don't really have a choice.

“Why does the office have to be this far out in the city” I asked myself as I gently hit my head on the steering wheel of my car

I got there and entered, and my mood turned even more sour than it was ...... the place was packed! Clearly, they were having a busy night. So much for my little rest .

I headed to the reservation booth and asked if there was any place they could fix me in, and they did have a spot and lucky me…. It was close to a window and a somehow quiet spot.

settling into my seat, i ordered their special. They have a four star rating, so their special should be good.

When the food was brought to my table, its warm scent hit my nostrils and sent me to a homey place. A place of comfort and warmth. “Well, if it smells this nice, then the taste should be good, wouldn't it”? I thought as I took a bite.

“wow” was all I could say as i dug in for more . I don't understand it's just rice, butter, and some toppings. How could it be this good. It was so good that I had to call the attention of a waiter to ask for the cook responsible for this art.

While still waiting and enjoying the aftertaste of the food , the cook showed up and the first thought that I could cook up in my head as I saw her was “she's pretty”, Like really pretty even in her uniform. I think it's illegal to look that beautiful.

I made a mental note to myself to ask for her number later if she wouldn't mind.

When she spoke, I was astounded. Her voice was sweet and meek with a shy expression on her face, and from her body language, it felt like she hadn't spoken to customers often since she was fidgeting.

Her hands were slightly trembling, but she did her best to cover it up.

I asked her what the name of the dish was even though I knew what it was because I wanted to keep hearing her voice and I even made a show of licking the plate to prove my point of how delicious it was.

We finished talking, and I was about to ask her for her number when she said something in a hurry and turned and went back to where I suppose was the kitchen.