IRON CHEF
Disclaimer: All this writing is fictional although Food Network and Iron Chef is true, along with the name of the character, which is the author.
Did you ever want to be a chef in the kitchens of Iron Chef, or even better, Food Network, a channel that is shown internationally? I also had this dream. Today was the most stimulating day! I was going to California, where the Food Network studio was. I left my restaurant called Pastries and Fatigues, which is a French restaurant in the neighborhood of Pine, near the New Jersey Pineland. Pine is a divine old neighborhood and town with an ancient General Store and also shops that you see everywhere like Wal-Mart or Shop Rite. The town and neighborhood of Pine was made in 1911, which was 100 years ago. I never lived in Pine until I opened my eatery. Before, I lived in North Brunswick. Anyways, I was seated inside my friend’s airy camper. My friends name is Sarahlee and we have been friends since 5th grade. Sarahlee would be my associate chef and I will be the main one.
It was us two because there would be two drivers. When we were in Nevada, we saw the majestic Ruby Mountains and went to Lake Tahoe, the highest and largest lake in North America. We had to climb Sierra Nevada to get up there. At Lake Tahoe, we fished for dinner. I got a Nevada trout and a Nevada salmon along with a Nevada tilapia. We also camped near the lake and when the sun arose, we woke up and did what you would do in the morning. Then it was time to continue our journey.
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The Golden State was beautiful! We saw the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco and before that; we rode on the historic Route 66. The Main Street of San Francisco was bustling with cars, ports, tourists, cable cars and more. We went to a branch of Pastries and Fatigues. You see, I have only three franchises; California, Michigan, and New Jersey (Main One). I told the clerk about me as the owner in all franchises in the three states and he let me go in the kitchen. One of the cooks saw me and knew who I was. “Anam, I can’t believe that I see the owner. Finally! It was like you were hiding as a shadow.” Her gibberishes were like a non-stop frantic train. When I left, I and Sarahlee went to Hotel de San Francisco. The next day was Sunday. We drove to the studio and the audition just begun for Iron Chef. Sweat dripped down my forehead and my palms felt num. As my feet jiggled like trees on a windy day, there were butterflies flying in my stomach. How was I going to do this? What was the secret ingredient? As these thoughts whirled in my mind, it was show time.
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After many introductions the host made, the chairman came. Today I was to battle Priscilla and her assistant Mac. “Today’s secret ingredient is… Squash! Now, in the words of my uncle… let the battle BEGIN!” the chairman said. The stage was intense. I took a bunch of Bottle Guard and Acorn Squash. CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! SPUTTER! SPUTTER! SPUTTER! The noises were shrill. I sautéed the Acorn Squash and cut tomatoes. Then I decorated my plate with flavors and the sweet and small squash cake plate was done with décor at the right time. The judges loved the delicacy and look of my food, meaning that they gave me full marks. “The one that will go on the next round is… Anam and her associate, Sarahlee!” The chairman said. There was applause for us. After all that extreme competition, we had won. We shook hands with our opponents and went to the nearby hotel. The TVs had all channels you would get on regular home T.V. Sarahlee and I put on ESPN to watch a game in between the Green Bay Packers and the Saints. Oops, I forgot one little detail. We were watching the 2011 Super Bowl. This year’s winner was who I voted for… the Saints!
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After many weeks, we were the Iron Chef Champions! That means I was going to star in the regular show. I was so happy and so excited. I was also requested to have my own show on T.V! I named my show World Aroma with Anam Aziz. I was full of joy. I won many battles with the undefeated and my show was epic. Well anyways, I was only full of elation because I and my timuchi’s dream came true. Aloha (Meaning ‘Goodbye’).
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