Vanod had the privilege of attending a banquet with the estate owner once, where he tasted delicacies prepared by a real chef.

It was a sweet little cake, the soft and fluffy cream melting on the tongue like a cloud.

It is decorated with some cut fruit and unidentified garnishes, all of which are edible. The presentation is exquisite and small, and the taste is superb.

That was also the first time he had ever tried food prepared by a chef.

It tastes really good.

But the price is also staggering.

He never forgot about it, and during one of his boss's generous holidays, he gritted his teeth and took his family to a famous restaurant nearby.

The restaurant had a real chef in charge, and he confidently ordered several dishes that he thought were great.

The dishes looked quite appealing when they were served, and he took a bite with high hopes.

I was still disappointed.

The flavor was a bit bland, and the tofu still had a faint beany taste; it wasn't fully seasoned.

It was far better than nutrient solution, but after eating the food made by a real chef, Vanod could only say that the dishes in front of him were mediocre.

His family members didn't know why he suddenly lost interest, but that didn't stop them from finding the food in front of them delicious, and they ate it all, bite by bite.

Even on the way back, I couldn't stop marveling at the chef's exquisite skills and the deliciousness of the dishes.

Vanod could only manage a forced smile at this.

Once you've tasted a meal prepared by a true master chef, you'll never be able to eat anything else.

Now, as he smelled the faint fragrance wafting from the tip of his nose, a long-forgotten feeling of hunger returned to his stomach.

This smells even better than the mini cakes made by Chef Slick that I've had before.