Chapter 18
Fisher had still had fun with his ingredients.
Appetizer: Black licorice, eggplant
Entrée: Blue cheese, Portobello mushrooms
Dessert: Sugar ice cream cones, bacon
The list I’d sent him hadn’t been nearly as creative.
Appetizer: Raspberries, spinach
Entrée: Chicken thighs, avocado
Dessert: Dark chocolate chips, hazelnuts
The one difference we had with the show—which was going to work out better for me anyway—was having longer than a minute or two to figure out what to cook. I had all the shopping time, plus the drive home to come up with something I could both cook and would want to eat out of these
As I sat there debating my options, a text pinged through.
And the clock starts…NOW!
“Shit!” I burst from my car and ran for the front door, garnering more than a few odd looks along the way. Ten minutes was going to go fast, though hopefully nothing would be too hard to find.