Too many cooks

Black summer truffle soup on a bed of bacalao ...

Black summer truffle soup on a bed of bacalao & potato cream, kid, and butifarra. (Photo credit: ulterior epicure)

The susurrus of the swaying branches along with the petrichor emanating from the decaying vegetation underfoot made it seem as if the forest was very much alive even despite the onset of autumn.

Breathing in the heady scent of damp mulch, Claude ruminated on the argument that had occurred that morning in the kitchen.  As a mere Potager he had to bow to the Entremetier, yet his specious comments about the truffle broth had vexed him greatly.  It was a work of art, his finest creation!  Yet the Entremetier had called it ugly, insisting that delicious flavour had to be accompanied by beautiful presentation; effectively castigating Claude in front of the entire Brigade de Cuisine.

The blood rose in Claude’s cheeks and he shouted at the Entremetier, calling him a meretricious fraud.  The Entremetier had exploded with rage; told Claude to get out.

C’est la merde thought Claude, feeling maudlin.


Inspired by this week’s Monday Mixer, using all of the words listed within the 150 word count requirement: –

Things:          1) broth            2) susurrus          3) petrichor

Verbs:           1) vex               2) emanate          3) castigate

Adjectives:   1) maudlin       2) specious           3) meretricious


About TheImaginator

35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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2 Responses to Too many cooks

  1. Had fun watching that one just play out in my mind!

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