Entering the small kitchen, the chef clad in a white uniform handed Ah Da a small dish of exquisite food and laughed in a foreign language, saying, "Oh, beautiful girl."
Ah Da thanked him, and the chef gestured for her to try it.
In the porcelain dish was a small piece of meat fried to a golden brown, under which was a creamy white thick soup. Ah Da took a small spoonful to taste. The flavor was as she expected, with the sweetness of honey at first, followed by a rich meaty aroma, perfectly cooked.
Ah Da did not like raw food, especially undercooked beef, as she always felt it had an indescribable gamey taste.
"Delicious."
Ah Da nodded, generously offering praise, which pleased the chef greatly; he continued to serve food in very small portions.
