"I didn't employ anyone, I made the food myself."
How can he think am not able to make a delicious tasting food?
" You made the food?" he looked really surprised.
" Why? Don't you think am capable of making a delicious meal?" I deeply frowned.
Irrespective of how many tries it took me before i finally got it right, it doesn't mean I can't make a delicious meal.
" No, it's not it." He rushed to say. "Am not trying to say you can't cook, all am trying to do say is am quite surprised." He takes a spoonfuls of the food. " Hmmm, now I see the actual difference." He smiled.
"You like the food?" I asked with a goofy smile. The butterflies in my stomach making preparations to take flight.
" Of course, it's really delicious. You're a real chef." He complimented.
His compliments making me bl
