Having praised by the first dish served during the lunch, I don't want our guests waiting too long for the next dish. Once I see most of the soup bowl in the table already empty, I give the sign for Mrs. Martina to serve the second dish.
The second dish is an appetizer, this time we serve the frikadel that already become Harvard most wanted dish. Other maids bring the carts with small plates contains two frikadels with tomato sauce and mayonnaise sauce in small sauce cup. The maids who carry the food also carefully selected, they all young and have good looking. Their hair arranged in double braids with ribbons for accessories. Most male guest never moved their sight from them, including Roland guards.
"Honorable guests, the second dish are our Harvard castle specialties called Frikadel. You can eat it directly or dip it first in the sauces before eating it. There are two sauces which every sauce have its own unique taste. Please have a try"
Like before, Roland also commenting about the dish. It seems one previous scolding from Earl Stamfort is not enough to humiliated someone with thick face bastard like him
"Humph, what specialties this country bumpkins can be made, it looks like dog shit. I bet the taste also awful just like shit, hahaha"
No one gives him a glance like everyone already regarding him as an air here. My strategy to serve strong flavor dish at first serving is a success. If the first impression is good, the next one is easier to go. One by one give it a try and bite the frikadel
"Mmm….soft potato mixed with meat, crisp and tasty"
"Amazing…although looks simple but the taste is good"
"Just a bite without sauce is already good…what if I dipped it on the sauce?"
"This yellow sauce is great the red one also good!"
"The taste can't be compared with the appearance. It looks simple yet the taste is good"
"Argh!…just two is not enough!"
"What is this yellow sauce? The taste is too good!"
Those praises came from the guest that already tasted the frikadel. Those who still doubt the taste of frikadel also immediately bite the frikadel to try the taste. It seems the mayonnaise sauce also becomes the center of attention from the guest since maybe this is the first time they taste such sauce.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the yellow sauce is called Mayonnaise and this sauce is something that recently created in Harvard castle"
I give the explanation for the mayonnaise and our guests nodded after hearing my words. One of them even ask a question
"Can this mayonnaise sauce eat with other dishes?"
"Yes, this mayonnaise can be eaten with other dishes. There'll be another dish that served with mayonnaise in the next eating occasion"
Roland's jaw gawks when seeing those guests eat like a glutton. Some saliva also starts dripping from the corner of his mouth. His lips twitching like want to say 'Give me too' but even he said that there's no way I will give him the dishes that I prepared for Earl Stamfort party.
"Honorable guest, don't worry there is still more dish to coming. I guarantee the taste will not be less than what already served. The next dish is called Spaghetti, made by the best wheat flour that produced in Harvard territory accompanied with beef meat from cows and vegetables that harvested in our farm"
I give a sign to Mrs. Martina to serve the next dish. And different maids enter the dining hall while pushing cart with the food on the top of the cart. For the third serving, the dish is noodles that made like spaghetti with beef meat tomato pasta lightly fried with fried onion and fresh thinly sliced leek as the topping. There're also empty carts come in advance to collect the used bowls and plates from the previously served dishes.
The thick faced Roland Easton still hasn't learned from his lesson and still criticized the spaghetti that becomes our third dish.
"Huh, that looks like earthworms that cooked with tomato. I bet the taste also horrible"
This time no one in the dining hall that still listens to him. Everyone except for his guards already thinks him as air, exist but unseen. The guests are already focusing their attention on the third dish that served in front of them. Since this dish only has a fork as eating utensils without a spoon, I show them how to eat this spaghetti first.
"Honorable guests, there's no need for spoon in this third dish, just fork will do. Put the fork in spaghetti, twist it couple times to make the spaghetti coiling around the fork before putting it in your mouth"
Our guests are following the eating instruction that I just told them and start to enjoy the spaghetti in front of them. And just after they finish swallow the first bite, praises also start flowing from their mouth
"Ooohh! This dish is delicious too!"
"It's my first time eat such dish and I already start to want to eat the second"
"Delicious!! I can only say delicious!!"
"Can this dish served again next time?"
"It's the best lunch I ever had in my life!"
Ooooh! So many positive responses from our guest, but what make me happy is because my fiancé also commenting on this Spaghetti this time
"Um, I like this spaghetti! The sourness from the tomato sauce combined with the juiciness from the meat is just perfect. My appetite still high after eating this spaghetti, so delish!"
I look at my fiancé with a smile on my lips. Your praise is worth more than other praise to me, I feel happy that you can enjoy the dish that I prepared with my utmost care. And not take a long time before the content of the dish moved to our guests' belly and I can see the satisfied expression on their faces. On the contrary, I love to see the distorted face of Roland Easton when he sees how good the response from our guests is. It's something like anger, envy, jealousy mixed together there. Angry because things do not work as he expected, envy because the food he brings before look plain compared with our dishes and jealous because he can't eat the food which makes him almost drools.
And that's the kind of expression I want to see on his face!