“That’s just my heat.”
(after one bite) “Chef, this lobster died twice. Once in the pot, and again when you decided to serve it raw in the middle. You’re dish-ing out tragedy, not treasure.”
Lorna Deen (65, British, venom in a silk scarf) sips espresso. Beside her, CHEF JULIAN (ex-Michelin, silent and terrifying) sharpens a knife. Literally.
“Lorna... next time I see you, it better be at a Golden Corral. Because that’s your level.”
“That’s just my heat.”
(after one bite) “Chef, this lobster died twice. Once in the pot, and again when you decided to serve it raw in the middle. You’re dish-ing out tragedy, not treasure.”
Lorna Deen (65, British, venom in a silk scarf) sips espresso. Beside her, CHEF JULIAN (ex-Michelin, silent and terrifying) sharpens a knife. Literally.
“Lorna... next time I see you, it better be at a Golden Corral. Because that’s your level.”