Azura's POV
"Now that those are on ice." I say as close the lid on the crab that are now in a cooler full of ice. "Let's start prepping the rest of the stuff."
"What do we do?" Sophia asks.
"Well we'll start with the desserts." I say then I instruct everyone on what to do.
Sophia and Crystal are in charge of helping get the ice cream ready while Emma and Christen help me with my Famous Strawberry Cobbler.
"How's it coming team Southern?" Jucinara says as she comes into our kitchen
"Good." My friends and I say.
"Juice we can't have music playing out loud right?" I ask.
"Correct." Jucinara says.
"Aww." I mumble.
Whenever my Mommy and I would make the crab boil, she and I would listen to a cd that had a mixture of rap and country music.
I miss my Mommy.
Hell I miss my moms, my brother, and my sister.
Jucinara talks to us about what were cooking then she and the camera crew leave which leaves my team and I to keep cooking.
An hour later we finish preparing the strawberry cobbler and the ice cream then we put them in their respective cooking appliance.
The cobbler cooks in the oven while the ice cream turns to ice cream in a mixer thing.
The appliances weren't working so it took longer for us to finish preparing the desserts.
While we were waiting on the appliances to work, the crab were ready to put into the pot so I did that while we waited.
While the desserts are cooking, Christen, Crystal, and Sophia work on the fried pickles while Emma and I continue cooking the crab boil.
"This smells so good." Emma says as the food finishes cooking.
"Hope it taste as good as my Mommy's." I say as I turn off the propane then I cover the pot
Once the pot is covered, I grab Emma's hand and lead her back to our kitchen.
"Don't we need to get the food?" Emma asks.
"It needs to sit 20 minutes in the pot." I say. "And we gotta make the sweet tea"
"Oh." Emma says as we get to our kitchen.
"How much longer on the fried pickles?" I ask.
"Uh the timer says 15 minutes." Sophia says.
"Sweet." I say then I grab the sweet tea ingredients and get to work. "While I do this can one or two of you put out the seafood cooling rack."
"Yes." Christen says. "If I knew what a seafood cooling rack was."
"The thing that looks like what a gold prospector would use to sift gold.
"This?" Emma asks as she holds up what I'm talking about.
"Yes." I say as I look at the seafood cooling rack.
The seafood cooling rack is a big rectangular box made of wood.
Inside the seafood cooling rack on the bottom is a pan that catches all the juices and stuff then midway up the box is a mesh fencing with small holes to let the juices drop into the pan.
"We'll dump the crab boil on it." I say then I turn back around and fix the sweet tea.
Once I finish making the sweat tea, Emma and I head back out to the court yard to get the crab boil.
"Ready?" I ask as I put on my oven mitts.
"Yep." Emma says as she puts on her oven mitts.
Once my favorite keeper and I have our oven mitts on, we remove the strainer basket from the pot then we carry the strainer basket back into our kitchen.
"COMING THROUGH." I shout since all the teams are now huddled in our kitchen.
Everyone quickly scatters then Emma and I dump all the shit in the strainer basket onto the seafood cooling rack.
Once the crabs, sausage, corn, onions, and potatoes are on the rack, Emma takes the pot and puts it up while I turn the crabs belly side up.
Turning the crabs belly side up keeps the juice from leaking out which keeps the crabs from drying out.
After I turn over the crabs, I get the desserts ready while telling my fellow southern team chefs what to do to get our food ready.
"That southern accent is so sexy." I hear my wife say.
"Babygirl I talk like this all the time." I say.
"And it's sexy all the fucking time." My wife says.
I chuckle at my wife's love for my accent then I focus on getting out the desserts.
Once the desserts are on the table with the appetizer and sweet tea, I make sure everything looks good then all the teams stand off to the side as the the judges sample each food and talk with Jucinara.
While we're waiting, I pull my wife into my arms then I ghost my lips over her ears.
"You think my accents sexy?" I whisper.
"Mhmm." Adelaide says.
"Well maybe after your retirement game I can show you how I ride."
"Ooh yes please." Adelaide says then I subtly squeeze her ass as I kiss her pulse point.
"...And the winners are." Jucinara says so I pay attention.
"Please." I hear someone mumble.
"Team Southern." Jucinara says then Christen, Sophia, Emma, Crystal and I high five.
After we high five, Jucinara outros her video then everyone grabs plates and gets the food they want.
I get some fried pickles, sweet tea, strawberry cobbler, vanilla ice cream, a crab, and some sausage, corn, onions, and potatoes from my teams table.
Once I have my food, I head to an empty table, sit down and eat.
A minute later my wife sits next to me.
"It taste like my Mommy's." I mumble.
"Well of course it does." My wife says as she pulls me closer to her. "You've got the Nwigwe touch just like your Mommy did."
I smile then I lean into my wife and eat my food.
"So are you fighting that Cheyenne chick?" Jucinara asks as she and Christen sit down across from me and my wife.
"I am." I say as I feel Ash and Ali look at me. "And I'm gonna end her career."
