My Lady Chef novel Chapter 41

Ely's POV:

Holy mother of pudding.

I was so excited to see how a professional royal kitchen works but there were just some sloppy plating and food handling that I can spot in just a few seconds I have watched the Royal Head Chef work.

To a person without any culinary training, it looks fine but to me.....

It was a disaster.

The head chef mostly yells at them to hurry up and dump whatever dish they have for that course on the plate, garnish it sloppily, and allow the female servers to take it. He did not delegate nor does he provide instructions clearly to his sous chef, line cooks, and the garnishing team.

As a result, every appetizer had either way too little garnish or nothing at all. The soup was not properly drained of the scum as I can see small amounts clinging to the mouths of the bowls. The main courses were supposed to look beautiful but they were just laid out like how one lays food on a buffet plate.

Uninspiring.

Ugh....

As a former head chef of 2 French bistros, my master would have demoted Chef Pepin to the potato peeler boy if he saw this mess.

No wonder luncheon takes 2 hours to do. The inefficiency of the back of the kitchen was abhorrent and it made me think that Neo was a wasted talent in this kitchen.

"Mi-milady? Are you ill?" Neo asked me.

"I was just observing how Chef Pepin runs a service. How disappointing... " I sighed softly before I smiled at the young cook. "Let's finish up here. Shall we?"

He blushed a bit as he nodded.

I took out the tray of four perfectly shaped mini cheesecakes from the cooling area and sprinkled a bit of water mana to keep it creamy.

Neo's eyes were glued to my every move as I plated the small desserts with finesse, used a star-shaped piping bag to pipe in simple swirls around the cake edges, and carefully ladling the thick puree into the top, and then placing a strawberry rose surrounded by little berries.

Perfection.

"This is...This...is..." the young cook's eyes were shining as I gave him the forceps.

"Now let me guide you into doing the top decorations. Let us begin." I smiled at how he eagerly listen to my instructions and tried to replicate my work.

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Belmont's POV:

I watched as dishes rolled in as noontime meal began.