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I Want To See Your Chef

They don't even have salad dressing…

What kind of place serves this kind of salad without dressing? And it's not like the salad itself tasted good either.

I waved the waiter away and decided maybe the soup would taste better.

Dipping my spoon into the bowl, I brought up a spoonful of it and tasted it.

Well… How should I say this?

It's not bad… But it's… I guess for the lack of a better word… It's normal?

I would say this tastes like those kinds of canned soup that you might find in supermarkets that you simply heat up in a microwave.

It's like… So watery too… Ughhh…

"As I thought. It's that bad huh?" Mara mused, pushing the food idly with her fork.

The doctor tried a mouthful of the salad, chewing it slowly with her mouth before shaking her head to show her displeasure at it. At least she did not stop eating it.

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