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Write about a character preparing a meal for somebody else.

Posted in Fluff on Oct 26, 2022

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“Outsiders” by Aria C

Submitted to Contest #100

The apple tree's rough bark rubbed Autumn's cheek. Her heart thumped in her ears. She made the mistake of looking down. The blossom-covered ground was a dizzying twelve feet below. “I- I can’t do it!” Lucas smiled down on her from the canopy. “Just grab my hand!” Autumn eyed his calloused, golden palm. To grab it, she’d have to dislodge her right foot from the trunk. She reached up, and… grabbed his hand. She shrieked. Her legs were dangling in the air; Lucas’s hand was the only thing supporting her. The veins in Lucas's arm f...

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“The Brain Bug” by ᴡʀᴇɴ ᴏʀᴛᴇɢᴀ

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It’s the last day of sophomore year and I’m sitting in bed watching an anime about a pair of musicians who fall in love. While I'm watching the anime, I'm cuddling the stuffed boba I got for Christmas. It smells like new sneakers and the straw looks more like a marshmallow but I still love it like it’s my own flesh and blood. His name is Mufus. Right before I get to the performance scene I realize I haven’t eaten today. After rummaging through the fridge, freezer, and pantry, I settle on leftover shrimp, broccoli, and sausage alfredo. I’m ...

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“The Writing Thing” by Rie Sanders

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After coffee, my dog and I walk, and I think, which is probably my first mistake of the day. I live with my husband in a cottage, snug in a clearing of a woods with a long, winding driveway. Half of my walk with the dog is hot, the Georgia summer sun glaring on my head, heat singeing my shoulders, demanding I move, move, move. The rest of my walk is through the woods, where the trees canopy my anxiety and whisper peaceful nothings through my hot ears, honeying my brain. Back and forth I go, up through the peaceful woods and down through t...

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“Daisy's Dinner” by Sloane Sanders

Submitted to Contest #100

        His hand shook slightly as he reached up onto the shelf for the pot. It sat on the same shelf for the last thirteen years; the whole time Daisy had been living with him. This old pot, with its missing paint and one broken handle had cooked their dinners every single night. The food may have varied some, but the vessel remained the same. He filled the pot with water and placed it on the stove to boil.             &nb...

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“The Race is Not to the Swift” by Ken Guidroz

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I had a front row seat to my mom’s last supper. I mean the last one she cooked. From the first slice of white onion to the last drop of fresh cream, I watched her craft a sublime clam chowder before ALS clamped down on her last muscles. In spite of 2021-level health-consciousness, an eight-glass-a-day water drinker before it was cool, a life-long slim waistline and at least two-miles of walking per day, she wasn’t one of the lucky ones. That night, she brought her chowder as a gift to two couple friends we met for dinner. Both of those co...

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“Relapse” by Joy Wood

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The brussels sprouts were large, firm, and fresh. Melissa nearly squealed with delight when she saw them, with good reason. She had been to three grocery stores so far, and none of the previous brussels had passed her careful scrutiny. The first ones had been limp and nearly wilted. Those in the second batch had been far too small. But these - these were magnificent. Checking the time on her phone, Melissa realized she had been shopping for longer than she intended. She loaded the brussels sprouts into her basket and hurried to the cash re...

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“apple and cinnamon” by Telly K

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They always had an eye for design that I never understood, but appreciated. Wooden drawers and cabinets slumbered with a dark metal handle, amiable succulents stood proudly on pale countertops, and the intricate red rug lounged in front of the sink. The rug had an old-fashioned composition, like one you'd find at Grandma's home, after Grandma had brought it out to tell you the story of how her son had spilled hot chocolate for the fiftieth time just yesterday. I say her son, and not Dad, because she's not my Grandma. She's theirs, but she ...

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“An amzing cooking story” by Gayathri Pavanasri

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An amazing cooking story             Preethi, let’s go. It’s being late. Wait. What will you do by leaving all these foods waiting for us? I still want to have some other not some but all the foods here. All the recipes found here. OH! Are you a big foodie? Ok then I will make for you. You don’t have any plans tonight right? Then we shall plan dinner.                     Do ...

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“FAMILY DINNER/FAMILY REUNION?” by Nokwazi Sangweni

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Schools are closed for July holidays. I am so happy to be back home after six months of hard work at Turfloop Culinary School. I can't believe that I am half way through my first year at Varsity, it feels like yesterday when my parents brought me at Res, carrying big suitcases, telling me to behave and focus on my studies. It was an exciting and sad moment at the same time, I was sad about the fact that they are living behind but I was excited that I have finished matric and I am at a place where my dreams and wishes will come true. I hav...

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“Blueberry Pie and Drunk Drivers” by Yvette Li

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“He’s finally coming home today!” I tell Logan, my eight year old son, Juliette, my seven year old daughter, and Miles, my three year old son. “Daddy’s coming home?” Logan says, hopeful, “how long will he stay home this time?”“I don’t know honey, it depends on when his next business trip is. You know that.” I say, and both Miles and Juliette are about to cry, “But you know what? That doesn’t mean we can’t make the most of it! Let’s all work together and make a delicious feast for him tonight!”Instantly all the frowns in the room turn up...

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“Sickly” by Éloïse Gélinas

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There were sheep grazing in the rain behind the gothic mansion on top of the hill. The estate was unsettling at best, but Frank Wallace had been a policeman for twenty-five years, and ivy-eaten stone walls and decrepit towers did not impress him at all. Frank turned off the lights and pulled himself out of his patrol vehicle with a grunt, his back sore from the drive. The middle of nowhere was no place to keep a house in his mind, but the worst was to imagine that more than a single lunatic had chosen to live here, namely the odd lady in he...

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“A Hot Pot of Sweet Revenge” by Elrica Jasmine

Submitted to Contest #100

One teaspoon of sweetness, two teaspoons of funny, three tablespoons of smiles and a whole lot of vengeance. I await the day we exchange laughs and shake hands...but the longer I wait, the darker my heart gets. Why should you live only to feed my anger? Tonight, you will be fed; a dish so tasty it will drag you down to hell. Before we commence the cooking, why don't you shed a light on what sparked this pure hatred of mine, Mr Narrator? Back to when it all began... Once upon a night, two girls, a little too old for fairy tales were finis...

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“Chicken Noodle Soup” by Red Eleven

Submitted to Contest #100

Chicken noodle soup had to be the easiest thing to make in the world, but for some reason, my brother and I couldn't figure it out. We were staying with old Aunt Nell for the summer. The only problem was that Aunt Nell, who was actually our great-great aunt, was ninety-one years old and live in a musty cabin up in the mountains where it was the temperature of winter without the pleasure of snow. As the older sister, I took responsibility to rummage through the pantry, Aunt Nell's feeble coughs carrying down the short hallway into the kitch...

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“The Provider” by Lee Hastings

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The Provider I wouldn’t claim that we are a perfect family, far from it. Like all families we have our faults and bicker from time to time and on occasions father is forced to intervene to establish a sense of order Apart from that I would not swap them for all of the gold in the ground. My parents both have daytime jobs, my mother works in the grocery store and my dad drives a forklift part-time for the local stock merchant, neither of them has ever taken a sick day. During the week my brother would walk me to and from school we generally d...

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“Secret Sauce” by Michael Weber

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Since his shift at the diner had begun earlier this Friday afternoon, Peter could only go minutes at a time without glimpsing at the clock on the side wall of the kitchen. Stuck behind the grill for hours, he was growing fierce with impatience- not for the end of his soon-to-be long night of work, but for rush hour. He was waiting for a very important customer to arrive for dinner. Tonight would be Peter’s best, and perhaps only, opportunity to carry out his scheme. There was no chance of requesting another delivery from Thomas; his pharma...

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