Blondes Battle

Part 7

Now the man really started to struggle. Apart from not having all the ingredients he was lacking a stove as well as various kitchen tools.

All he had left was one tiny flame.

So far cooking didn't seem to be difficult here.

Apparently all you had to do was to throw something into the fire. How hard could it be?

His experienced eye sought out the best herbes and vegetables.

No reason to be down just yet. The fight had just started.

Meanwhile the young boy had already prepared well for his aspired victory.

He knew how to get the wheat and all the other good stuff this generous land offered.

Salt, cheese, Tomatoes, butter and sun kissed apples. A remarkable plethora of exquisite specialties.

Contently he smiled while proudly getting them ready for the fire. He even brought a massive metal bowl.

One by one he threw in all his specialities with a tender and expectant expression.

The sheer happiness he radiated after seeing that his dish was cooked to perfection would have warmed even the coldest hearts.

This experience however, was not shared amongst the two participants. Fierce cooking was the mans style and needless to say, someone was on fire.

Even though he wasn't familiar with all the rules, a shortcut to victory ought to be found. He had spread out his gathering in order to take a closer look at it but one precious item was missing. Perhaps the only thing reminding him of home. One thing that also didn't belong

The lamb sauce.

Without it, he believed, all hope was lost. If he could just get his hands on it, he thought.