The owners of the dwelling, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, cooked with a large iron pot, and they used firewood instead of natural gas or electricity which was widely used in the city, so the dishes here were much more delicious.
Luckily for Chris and Evianne, Mr. and Mrs. Granger had slaughtered two chickens this morning. They made a large serving of chicken curry. Chris and Evianne could smell the tantalizing aroma from far away.
Apart from that, there were also lobster rolls, tamales, truffle enchiladas and minestrone.
At the sight of the platters of dishes, Evianne's eyes lit up.
Chris noticed the longing in her eyes. He gave a smile, filled her plate with spaghetti and handed her a fork.
"Dig in."
Evianne unhesitatingly took the fork and impaled a lobster roll on it.
She put it into her
