10 French dish gone wrong
Chapter 10
"I feel good parararararara...
Like sugar and spice parararararara...
Feel good tan tan
So good tan tan-"
"Why are singing so early in the morning." Jayden groans standing in front of my door looking groggy like he just woke up.
Oops. I probably did that.
"Sorry If I woke you."
"Nah. But why the song?" He questions.
"I'm off probation."
"Wow, really!?"
"Yep."
"Well good for you. You did miss a lot." He says.
"Mmmm. And I plan on catching up."
"I'll go start breakfast."
"See you in a bit."
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Eliza has been chatting my ear off about all the good food I missed out on. Honestly, sometimes she talks so much it's hard to keep up with anything she says. It gets tiring sometimes.
"Good morning interns." Claudette greets us when we stepped in.
"Good morning." We all chorus.
"Today, I'll like to take the opportunity to welcome Miss Hart back from probation." She turns to me. "I expect you catch up with everything you've missed out on by the end of the week. I expect you to be on the same level as the rest. That's all."
"She expects too much from you Lisa." Audrey comments.
"So what?"
"Nothing, just hope you won't disappoint her." She replies in a singsong voice.
"Whatever." I dismiss it.
"Interns!! Kitchen now!!!" Estelle yell at us. She gives me that evil lunch lady vibes you'd see in high schools. Except she's nicer.
We all scurry to drop our bags. I collect notes from Eliza which will assist me. Estelle puts me in a corner from the rest and is drilling me. She has secluded me from the rest in her own words 'so you won't distract the others.' So here I am, in a corner staring at the mess that's supposed to be a Salmon en papillote.
"Lisa!? What have you done girl. This is not the way to prepare Salmon en papillote!! " Estelle scolds.
Everyone now gathers round me to see what I have done. Estelle just walks aways muttering something in French.
"Lisa what is this. Are you trying to poison your customers?" Audrey says with a hint of disgust. "It meant to be edible not something you see and your next thought is that it belongs in the trash. Come to think of it, it does belong in the trash just like you and your talent."
I'm fuming at this point and I want to nothing but strangle her eyes out. I try jumping at her but her words got me stuck, feet planted on the ground.
"Ah ah ah. You hit me and you get back on probation or better sent out of here. Either of them but I prefer the latter, so go ahead. Hit me all you want. I'd enjoy seeing you get thrown out." She ends with a cackle. She actually cackled like a witch.
I take my anger on the disaster I created by throwing in the trash and angrily making another.
"Lisa."
Mix. Mix.
"Lisa."
Mix. Mix.
"Lisa!"
"WHAT!?"
"Woah. Calm down."
"Sorry." I mumble.
"It's fine. Just don't take her to heart."
"Yeah. She'll always fine ways to spite you and get you in you head and into trouble."
"I figured."
"Here I'll put you through. I made the best Salmon en papillote." Jayden offers.
"Don't you have stuff to do?" I ask. The last thing I need is getting others into trouble.
"It's fine."
"Well in that case, let's begin."
Jayden explain everything I needed to know in preparing the dish but we had go three times before I could get it right.
"Yay. You got it."
"I did it!!" I gave him a tight hug, "thank you thank you."
"Now for the moment of truth...the taste test. It may look good but can it taste as good as it looks."
"Hmmm. Ok let's taste it starting with you."
"W-why?" He stutters.
"Duh, just in case it's bad and could probably kill me or destroy my insides, you, my friend gets to taste it first, saving me from eternal damage."
He rolls his eyes, "I feel the love." He takes hold of a spoon and take a little bit on it putting in his mouth as he close his eyes. He pulls the spoon out but doesn't open his eyes. I start getting nervous,
What if it's actually deadly?
What if he dies? Shit the next call my mum would get from me would be in jail. Oh my God, I don't know the colour of the prison wear in France but I'd probably pull it Off.
"Lisa!!"
"Huh?"
"I swear you zone out a lot these days."
"Sorry. What were you saying?"
"I said it taste good. Really good." He nods in approval.
"Are you lying to me? I narrow my eyes at him
"No! Why would you think I'd do that to you?"
"So I can die with you?" I say in a 'duh' tone
"What are you– you know what, forget it. Just taste it." He urges.
"Fine. But if I die, I'd come back and hunt YOU."
"Sure."
I take a spoon and take a tiny portion.
"Don't be a baby Lisa and take a reasonable amount."
I raise my hand in surrender, "Okay okay."
I take a bigger portion and suspended it in my mouth. I take a deep breath and close my mouth. The feeling I have afterwards was pure ecstasy. I may not be that good a cook but I'm not bad. This tastes so good I start eating more.
"Told you it was good." Jayden says chuckling. I can only nod in approval cause my mouth is occupied.
"I'll head back now."
"Phankyuuw." I say but I wonder if he understood me with all the food in my mouth.
"You're welcome." He says amused.
Huh, he did understand me.
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Estelle got back looking at me like would like dump me in pot of boiling water or better yet practice her knife throwing skills on me.
Can't say I blame her.
"I take it you made corrections."
"Um... yeah about that...I ate it all."
"Why do I even bother." She says shaking her head in disappointment. "Make another. Without supervision."
"But I.."
"Now!!"
"Yes. Yes." I rush to start making a new one. Don't blame me it tasted so good that I couldn't help myself and now I'm watching myself try to recreate what I've did, and I know I'm doing a terrible job.
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Trashed.
This is the fifth time I'm doing this and I end up with a very unpleasant looking thing. The last four weren't as bad as the last. The salmon is meant to be wrapped carefully in baking paper before cooking but the paper came off and it looks burnt and everything inside.
"Enough!!" Estelle says sternly, "out of my kitchen girl!!! You've made a lot of mess and wasted ingredients trying to cook. Out now!! Shoo."
"I'm very sorry. I'm just trying to recreate what I did before but I think I need the supervision. I did try, I'm really sorry." I say with my head hanging low.
Walking back to the staff lounge, I can't help but feel like a failure. I know I'm not really good at making dishes except the ones Mamà taught me but I made this once and to do it a second time, I can't. It's really frustrating.
Maybe I'm not meant for this internship after all.
"Hey Lisa."
"Hey"
"C'mon stop feeling so glum." Eliza encourages.
"I can't help it." I mumble.
"You know what, I have the perfect thing to cheer you up."
"What would that be?"
"We are going to, drum roll...to see a mime show!! Isn't that exciting?"
"What? How did you even know there was a mime show happening today?"
"Oh that. I met a guy, the cutest guy though...and he invited me but I told him I can't come without you guys and he gave me tickets but the guys said they have a 'thing' tonight, whatever that is. So that leaves you and me." She gestures with her finger.
"Um..."
"C'mon don't bail on me too."
"But wh-"
"I need you there just in case I get kidnapped."
"Fine. Where is the place anyways?"
"Um at the Effiel Tower. We finally get to see it."
"Yeah about that...I already went to the Effiel Tower."
"What!? When!?"
"Well..." I scratch the back of my neck, "it's a long story."
"Well you're going to have to tell me when we get back." She drops the subject which I'm relieved about and silently praying she doesn't remember to ask.
"We leave when we close. See ya." She says standing up and going back to the kitchen.
"Sure. What could possibly go wrong?"
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A/N
Hello. I'm back with another update and I do hope you are enjoying the story. There's a. Lot more to come, a lot to happen and a lot to discover.
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