"This concoction of your witchcraftcy is extremely delicious!" He spooned more of the sticky sauce over his rice, mimicking how Jess did it.
"It is called chicken adobo," she said in a quiet voice. She was feeling nostalgic eating adobo. It had been years since she had one.
She didn't expect Luke to like the adobo since she cooked it because she wanted to get even to his non-stop complaint about not going to eat anything other than pasta because it's the only thing she could cook.
"This chicken adobo is good. I don't mind eating it every day. " He said, getting himself another bowl of rice. "The sweetness of the pineapple, the saltiness of the soy sauce, and the sourness of the vinegar, cooked together, created such an amazing taste that was simply divine."
She softly laughed at Luke's praise for her adobo.
