The beef noodle soup was served in a white bowl. It was a splash of colors which made the dish look very appetizing. Vivid colors of green from the vegetable, brown from the meat, and white from noodles, along with other garnishes that decorated the whole dish, were all married with the reddish rich soup of the braised beef. Damien clearly took pride in his creation—it looked like a dish that was served in a restaurant.
Amelia's mouth watered as she gaped at the bowl of beefy goodness in front of her. The smell of it lingered in the air and attacked her nose, calling for her to have a taste.
"Do you like it spicy?" Damien asked, his hand paused as he was about to chop chilies.
"Only a bit, please."
The freshly chopped red chilies were sprinkled on top of the dish, adding more kick to the already delicious food.
