CHAPTER SEVEN

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I resumed work as early as possible... I met some cleaners who were cleaning the whole place and setting the tables and chairs...

Do you guy's resume so early as this?. " I asked desperately.

Yes we do Tress." They all answered...

Whoa you guy's should be paid enough for this... I mean you wake up so early to get here and set the tables..."I said to them...

We are not alone here...the chefs are already in the kitchen preparing for today..." One answered me...

'Really'?.

'Yes... You can go and check yourself... "

I went off to the kitchen myself and saw the chefs busy and other kitchen assistants.. Working also... I stared from the doorway...

Are you gonna stand there...Tressy? "I heard...

'Huhn'?..I uttered...

Come in Tressy....why are you here so early...? Mr Adrian asked.. He's the Head chef..

Hmm...i... I....Mumm.....was just staring that's all...

'Come in'...he said

Okay..'I replied...

Why are you so early? He asked...

Is it so bad I came early? "No...I reply

Hmm..no but you're the first person I've ever seen so early here apart from Matthew and Stanley also Lara..."he said...not giving any eye contact but busy slicing some verges....

Ohhh.....I sighed

I just got here thou...and I saw some other staffs working already.. I mean the cleaners...so I decided to come here to check myself ...

'Yea'..they come on time because they've to set the sections well and clean...he said

'Oh...okay'....so Mr Adrian... How did you became a chef...I mean you an half cast of south east India... And you're kin to Nigeria...!!

He stood up smiling.. And walking towards me..as he removed his apron and the other chef took over...

Well Tressy.. I do love your country... And I see so many things that brought me here... My mother is from Nigeria and my father an India man...

Well their story is really long and I can't tell you...now because we're busy now...

Well I will tell you a short story how I became a chef...he continued....

I started cooking at a early age...my mom taught me how to cook her country food there in India and I loved her cooking more than my father's country food....

She made me fall in love with her food because they filled my tommy well and I would sleep well after eating a healthy food... Even my father loves her food so much that he couldn't help the aroma of her food and he ends up in the kitchen with my mom...

They look so beautiful while cooking together...
"He continued with a smile on his face"
......
So I asked my mom to teach me...and also went for a cooking contest in India which I participated and enrolled and Won the championship....
And I got sponsored by so many people....

And Walhalla!!! Here I am..."he said while giving a big smile"....
(he looks too cute")...

Wow...Mr Adrian... You're so awesome and your cooking tastes great.."I smiled

Thank you Tressy.."he said smiling...

So I hope I did treat you for dinner someday...

So you meet my family and see my home....I can drive you around...
If you wish to come dear..."he said with a big gesture on his face"...

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