“I’ll have the fish of the day,” Nate told the waitress. “Terakihi, right?” He hadn’t had dinner out in ages, and the fish at this café was always cooked exactly right. He didn’t care he’d had fish for lunch as well. If all went well with the interview, he wouldn’t visit the café again for a while, and he intended to make the most of it.
“Yes, that’s right.” The waitress wrote down his order. “It comes with fresh garden salad and kumara fries today.”
“Perfect. Thanks.” Nate gave her a smile and waited for Rusty to order. “The lamb’s nice too. I’ve had it before.”
“It comes with baby potatoes in a mint sauce, with broccoli and carrots,” the waitress added helpfully.
“Um, actually I had my eye on something else, but I have a question first. What is kumara?”
The waitress smiled. “Oh, it’
