Back in the hotel suite. Hayden was in the kitchen, tasting the soup of the Tinola he was cooking. Inside the pot were pieces of chicken, sliced up chayote, leaves of siling labuyo, small pieces of ginger, and green chili.
It was the traditional recipe that Hayden used. Except that the fish sauce and chicken stock cubes used in it were made by Hayden himself. Yes, Hayden put that much of effort into his cooking. That’s what made it special.
On the table, the CHORUS members were eagerly waiting for Hayden to finish. The smell seeping out of the kitchen alone was something to die for.
“This is what he means by authentic Filipino cuisine, huh?” Sayuri’s refined sense of smell was tingling in ecstasy. “It’s amazing… How can such a perfect scent of food exist?”
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