Foodfiction Histoires

I'm Paul. Chef. Octopus. Legend. My restaurant, Catharsis, is the only one in all multiverses with five Michelin black holes. While other chefs chop onions, I tear through space. I fire up the MultiNeedle and jet to any universe where I can fry, explode, or ferment something edible. This journal is my field notes from the edge of taste and madness. Each entry is a planet, its soul, and the dish I cooked while danger breathed down my neck. Ritual pies, fermented slugs, shadow casseroles - it's all real. All cooked. Mostly eaten. Want more? Want behind-the-scenes? Not afraid to sniff the hot moss of Sector R-9? Support the journey. Let the flavor of the multiverse's chaos spice up your linear life. New episodes every 7 days. With a drop of sublingual pulp and the thrill of my eight remaining hearts, Paul, Chef-Octopus of Catharsis. Support my stories and get early access on Patreon: patreon.com/MultiverseMenu

Yogurt...takes a turn

Shoto Todoroki had never been good at making friends. So it was an honest surprise to him when he managed to integrate into a caring friend group during his first year at UA high. Throughout the hectic first year, they navigated the wildness and he grew particularly fond of one person in particular. Midoriya was intrigued by the complex and almost mysterious nature of one of his newest friends. Slowly, their friendship blossoms and perhaps something more? (Food as a love language)

When Camelia Vega inherits her aunt's bakery, she expects early mornings and buttery croissants- not her pastries vanishing into thin air. Armed with flour traps, late-night stakeouts, and way too much coffee, Camelia is determined to catch the thief. But when the culprit turns out to be her rival baker's French bulldog-who only steals her croissants-the town erupts in laughter, hashtags, and unexpected romance. Because in Maple Street's sweetest feud, the real winner might just be love... and a dog named Biscotti. 🥐🐾✨

A poor boy, burdened by his mother's illness, finds work in a small restaurant where his hidden emotions slip quietly into every dish he cooks. Soon, people begin to feel something unexplainable in the flavors-comfort, healing, even peace. As whispers spread and the restaurant grows, the boy's quiet strength is noticed not only by his employer but also by someone who silently admires him. A story of hunger, healing, and the unseen taste of emotions-where one secret keeps both a boy's future and his heart safe.

When Lila discovers her grandmother's faded recipe journal, she uncovers more than just instructions for a Cherry Bakewell Tart. Hidden between the pages is a love letter from 1963, addressed to a boy her grandmother once shared the dessert with under the cherry trees of Bakewell. Determined to recreate the recipe-and maybe find a taste of that old-fashioned romance-Lila whisks together buttery pastry, sweet cherry jam, and a secret almond kiss. But will her tart win over the grumpy (and annoyingly handsome) bakery owner next door... or crumble like her first attempt? ✨ Bake Your Own Love Story! ✨ Dive into this sweet, heartwarming tale, then try the real-life Cherry Bakewell Tart recipe that inspired it! Perfect for two, this easy small-batch dessert blends flaky shortcrust, nutty frangipane, and sticky cherry jam-all ready in under an hour. Whether you're baking for a special someone or treating yourself, this British classic is a bite of pure nostalgia. 🍰 Why You'll Love It: ✅ Quick, minimal effort, maximum flavor. ✅ Step-by-step guide for foolproof baking. ✅ Dusted with magic (and icing sugar). Ready to create your own delicious moment? 👉 Click here for the full recipe! https://tastiorecipes.com/recipe/cherry-bakewell-tart-recipe-easy-delicious-almond-dessert Sweet, romantic, and just a little bit nutty-the perfect Wattpad read... and an even better dessert. 🥧💘

Join fallen angels Pink and Blue in their infernal sausage factory, where culinary catastrophe and cosmic irony collide. A dark, humorous tale that will make you question the contents of your next sausage.

Sophia wasn't like other girls. Other girls were beautiful, social, popular. Sophia wasn't any of those things. Sophia was an onion ring.

The ugly potato has some serious inner beauty, but how can she show that to the other vegetables? *This short story is an adaptation of The Ugly Duckling but I redid it with food and social media. :) Enjoy!

A short, satirical article about jam.

Steam curled through Clara's pastel kitchen. In front of her sat a Ninja Creami pint, glowing like a minty green treasure. "A healthy ice cream that actually tastes good? Yeah, right," she whispered, weighing out spinach and crushed cookies like some kind of culinary witch. She tossed in a splash of almond milk, added a swirl of protein powder, then crumbled in two mint Oreos-don't judge her. Her fingers danced over the buttons of her Creami. Spin mode engaged. 3... 2... 1... The machine whirred. A sound like a blender at a yoga retreat. Clara dipped in her spoon. One bite. Smooth. Cool. Minty. Chocolatey. Was this love? Was this spinach?? And then-like always-Lionel, her roommate, crept in. "Another green sludge experiment?" he smirked. Clara didn't flinch. "Try it." He did. Pause. Blink. His mouth curled into a smile of betrayal. "That's... actually amazing." She bowed dramatically. "Thank you. And for the record, the full recipe is on SnazzyRecipes.com. With measurements. And toppings. Even a vegan swap." He leaned in. "Bring some to work tomorrow?" "Only if you do the dishes." Clara smirked. The Creami hummed quietly behind her. She'd just won the war-one minty spoonful at a time. Want the real Mint Cookie Creami recipe Clara made? ➡ Get it on SnazzyRecipes.com 💚 www.snazzyrecipes.com/mint-cookie-creami-how-to-make-it-delicious

He's arrogant. I'm stubborn. We're stuck cooking together in Paris-and the kitchen isn't the only thing getting hot. A slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance where secrets, spices, and stolen glances ignite something neither of us saw coming.

you will know in the book smart ass.

Welcome to a world where flaky croissants meet chewy rice cakes, and where the greatest battle isn't fought with swords-but with spatulas, rolling pins, and secret recipes. In The Croissant War: A Tale of Pastry, Pride, and Stinky Tofu, cultures collide, tempers flare, and unlikely friendships (and romances!) rise from the steamy streets of Kilia to the elegant avenues of Meralia. Antoine Dubois, Meralia's most perfectionist and uptight pastry chef, has everything: a world-renowned bakery, flawless five-layer croissants, and a reputation for being as sharp as his knives. But perfection has its price-and for Antoine, it's boredom. When he impulsively leaves his comfortable life behind and travels to Kilia, a chaotic island nation famous for its noisy night markets and adventurous food, he's in for more than he bargained for. Enter Yu-Wei Lin, a fiery, no-nonsense street food queen who runs the legendary Matsu Temple Bakery at the heart of Kilia's oldest district. She's loud, proud, and fiercely protective of her community, and the last thing she wants is some foreigner messing with tradition-especially one who thinks his fancy pastries are better than her grandma's pineapple cakes. But when an international mega-corporation threatens to bulldoze the district and replace it with soulless chain cafes, Antoine and Yu-Wei are forced into an uneasy alliance. He brings his delicate techniques and stubborn perfectionism; she brings her street smarts and unapologetic love for fermented flavors. Together, they cook up a plan to save the neighborhood-and maybe create a pastry so delicious it'll unite two worlds. Unfortunately, nothing goes according to plan...