#famous restaurant alfredo sauce

[davidliebeharttour]

Famous Restaurant Alfredo Sauce This is a much sought after recipe from a popular chain restaurant --my nephew worked there as a cook and gave it to me.

[whenyoureallyliveindresden]

Main Dishes - Famous Restaurant Alfredo Sauce

[suitelifeoftravel]

The Best Italian Restaurant in Gatlinburg, Tennessee

When you are dining at “The Best Italian Restaurant”, you expect it to be “the best Italian restaurant”, right?  Who doesn’t love all of the  rich pasta dishes and foods with a doughy crust, melted cheese, garlic and rich tomato sauce? While vacationing in Gatlinburg, we visited the Italian restaurant as a recommendation from family friends.   They had just returned from their stay near the…

[joemama-2]

somethin' sweet

synopsis: you own a five-star renowned restaurant that is extremely hard to get into. business is great, the customers love it. everything is as perfect as can be. that is until a harsh food critic leaves you a bad review. you're stuck with a dilemma, let this one review overcome you. or.....fuck him so he can change it. tags: smut, sort of public sex, vaginal penetration, oral, gojo is kind of mean and annoying, praise, degradation, doggy, missionary, cunnilingus, dividers by @cafekitsune word count: 6370

The one time you’re not here, the one time you actually listen to everyone’s complaints about taking time to yourself because you overwork way too much. The one time you use your PTO to vacation to Bali for a week,

A distinguished critic visits your restaurant. 

You stare down at the screen in your hands, having not at all prepared for this news to be brought on you as soon as you enter. Its words stare back at you, taunting you almost. You’re half tempted to throw it across the kitchen, but that would be another expense added to your list of supplies you needed to buy for the upcoming month.

“What day did he come?” you ask as your pointer finger scrolls the screen, reading more of the nasty review that was left.

“A Saturday. None of us even knew he was coming.” Mayra, your head sous chef, replies. The rest of the staff stands around. Some in nervousness, anticipation, and even anger at the predicament. “We sat him on the top. Even made sure he had the whole floor to himself.”

The top floor, strictly reserved for distinguished guests who waited on your month long reservation list, or for those who would simply buy it out for the night. Your top floor is constantly raved about in the media, sometimes for its lavishness and other times in jealousy. Long story short, the top floor is for the best of the best.

And they gave him that.

But it seems he didn’t care for that at all.

“If you’re in the mood for a culinary adventure that feels more like a misadventure, look no further than Lovely Haven, the so-called “fusion” restaurant that blends American comfort food with Italian classics. Unfortunately, the only thing they seem to have fused successfully is disappointment and confusion. The result is a dismal failure that feels like a cruel joke on the palate, this is what happens when culinary confusion collides with utter mediocrity.

Let’s start with the decor—an odd mix of rustic Italian charm and the kind of neon signs you'd find in a questionable diner. It’s as if someone couldn’t decide whether to create a romantic trattoria or a roadside burger joint. The atmosphere is confusing, much like the menu.”

You scoff as you read this part to yourself. The decor? The decor was one of the things almost every customer raved about. Its bright lights mixed with sleek and stainless furniture was the epitome of success. Going as far as bugging your interior designer for days, even weeks on end, to get it down to the T. 

Secondly, mediocre? How dare he? You’ve been in the culinary arts for over two decades now, and so has your staff. You were very nitpicky and quite a perfectionist when assembling your employees for your place of solace. Your 5-star Michelin restaurant, yes, 5-star. It only took two years to achieve that goal, which placed you as the quickest growing restaurant in your area. And he’s treating it like you’re nothing but a simple Applebee’s or Chili’s. 

The balls on this man.

“Now, onto the menu—a dizzying array of choices that reads like a desperate attempt at creativity gone horribly awry. The lasagna burger is a prime example of this misguided ambition. It arrives as a soggy monstrosity, with layers of pasta and a sad, overcooked beef patty that would make even the most forgiving diner weep. It’s a culinary abomination, devoid of flavor and entirely forgettable.

Then there are the “famous” Alfredo fries, which manage to be both an insult to fries and Alfredo sauce. The dish is an affront to all things Italian and American, featuring limp, greasy fries drowning in a thick, tasteless goo that resembles some sort of industrial paste. It’s a disgrace, and I genuinely questioned whether anyone in the kitchen had ever tasted actual food before.”

By this point, your grip has tightened on the Ipad, jaw clenching and brows furrowing. This man, he really, really was an asshole. Disrespecting your hard-working kitchen staff was a low blow that you took personally. “How long did it take to get his food out to him?”

“Twenty minutes, Y/N.” Luke, one of the managers, replies. “I timed it and made sure it was prepared before the other guests who were dining.”

So not only was he being treated like a princess, but the other customers, who probably got there before him, received their food after he was served. All for the sake of him not reviewing your restaurant’s “unkempt timeliness”.

You continue to read the last few paragraphs while your stomach twists and turns.

“Service, predictably, matched the culinary catastrophe. Our server was inattentive and seemed more interested in their phone than in providing any semblance of hospitality. Drinks took an eternity to arrive—warm, naturally, because why would you expect cold beverages at a restaurant?

Dessert? Oh, you mean the “Tiramisu Sundae”? It’s a ghastly creation that defies logic, featuring layers of sad, mushy sponge cake drowned in what could only be described as a failed attempt at chocolate syrup. The entire dish is an insult to the beloved Italian classic, tasting more like a punishment than a treat.

In conclusion, Lovely Haven is not just a failure; it’s a disgrace to the culinary arts. If you value your taste buds and your sanity, steer clear of this pitiful excuse for a restaurant. Save your money and your appetite for a place that actually understands food. You deserve better.”

The silence that follows is harsh, awaiting a potential outburst from you. You lift your head and swivel around to glare at the group around you. “Who served him?”

Hesitance replies back, some of your staff looking down as though the ground seems more interesting than your death glare. It isn’t until you ask the question again, in a firmer tone, does Mayra respond. “Susan.”

Jesus christ. 

As if things couldn’t be worse, who’s bright idea was it to decide that the slacking employee serves your distinguished guest. The one person who has been trying your presence since she was hired. “Where is—”

You’re disrupted by the kitchen door opening, the problem herself walking through with earbuds in and of course, scrolling on her phone. As she looks up and sees the numerous amount of eyes on her, her steps falter. Confusion sparks through her expression, but as soon as you step forward, it begins to click.

“You’re thirty minutes late, I put you on opening because you said you couldn’t close anymore.” You don’t even have it in you to lighten your tone, eyes narrowed and voice clipped in annoyance, frustration. “Your performance has been lacking for months now, do you have anything to say for yourself?”

Ever the brat she is, her arms cross. “I’m a busy college student, I have other priorities and things on my mind unlike the rest of you.”

“And I understand that,” you snap back.”But there is a difference between having other priorities and simply not caring. You don’t listen, you show up late, and you’re using your phone while you’re on the floor. Do you understand how extremely disrespectful that is?”

A moment of silence passes as she seems to formulate what to say in her mind. “I jus—”

“You’re fired.” you cut her off. “Your last check will be deposited within 24 hours, do not come back and if you do, I’ll have you arrested for trespassing.”

Luke and Mayra, along with your other manager, Ren, sit next to you in your office. Computer screen displayed in front of you four while your fingers type away. Mayra glances at your focused expression before back at the screen. “Do you really think he’ll reply back? Critics don’t usually come to review a place for a second time, especially one they strongly advised against.”

“I don’t care,” you murmur, eyes not straying from the email you’re drafting out. “Out of the seven years we’ve been operating, we haven’t had a single bad review. And now, this entitled ass thinks just because he gets paid to eat and critic, he can ruin our reputation.”

Ren sighs, hand lifted to his forehead. “Y/N, it’s okay. One bad review doesn’t and won’t define us.”

“Besides, he’s known for being harsh, he does this to everyone,” Luke adds on.

“Even more of a reason for me to do this. I will not allow him to openly disrespect our hard work and dedication like this.”

The three around you give one another a knowing look, right before you click send on the email.

“Hello, Mr. Gojo. 

My name is Y/N L/N, I’m the owner of Lovely Haven, a place you recently reviewed. After reading your honest review, I am extremely upset and apologetic for the food and service you received that day. That is not at all what we strive for, and again, I sincerely apologize. 

If you would accept, I would like to set up a second visit for you. We are closed on this coming Friday, due to the holiday, but I’d love to personally serve you myself and answer any and all questions you may have regarding Lovely Haven and its history.

Please respond back as soon as you have a moment. Thank you again.

Kindly,

Y/N L/N”

“Hello, Ms. LN,

I appreciate you reaching out to me. I’ll come around 8am on Friday. Thank you.

Sincerely, 

Gojo Satoru”

You;ve spent the better half of the past two hours setting up and making sure everything is perfect. You’ll be damned if you have a rerun of last time, especially on your watch. Your staff insisted you don’t handle this alone, urging for at least two cooks to be present. But you refused.

Lovely Haven is your business and creation, your heart. So in a way, you feel as if it’s your job as the owner to make this all right. If anyone can serve this man, it’s you. 

You’re dressed formally, hair up (in case he tries to complain about hair in his food). Wearing a simple black dress, modest enough as it reaches your knees. It’s tight, but not too tight. You’re wearing small black heels to match, gold jewelry complimenting the attire. 

The clock inches towards 8 and you, for some reason, find yourself feeling oddly nervous. Maybe it’s the anticipation or anxiousness for a second try. Your stomach curls, almost like you’re a lovestruck high schooler seeing her crush in the hallways. Sweaty handles fiddle together in front of you while your eyes dart from the watch on your wrist and the glass front doors.

Either this man had a penchant for being late, or you somehow mixed your days up and he’s not coming today. Dramatically, you check your phone and let out a sigh of relief when you see it’s Friday. Okay, good. Then he’s really just late.

Well, not exactly late. But he said he’d get here at 8, it’s 7:57. Usually people don’t get to places at the time they said, because if he came at 8 exactly, that is late. You should always show up at least five minutes before your estimated arrival time, at least that’s how you thought.

No, that’s how most normal, responsible adults thought.

Maybe he’s not normal. Can’t be if he gave you a one star and brutal review. He’s probably just trying to be different from the rest. And you hate people like that. Shitting on something that is actually good, whether it be a show or movie, simply because everyone else says it's good. And the fact that he’s known for his low reviews is even more infuriating. 

There’s no way every place he visits is below three stars. It has to be his taste buds, they’re probably—

“Good morning.”

You snap your head up, completely lost in thought that you didn’t even notice, let alone hear the dreadful man walk in. Already not off to a good start. A smile finds its way on your face, hand held out, to which he shakes. “Good morning, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Gojo. I’m Y/N.”

He nods, a small smile reciprocated back. “I figured.”

Is it just you or did he tone sound almost condescending? And that smile on his face seems like he’s the type to think he knows it all. 

Nope, don’t do that. 

Pulling your hand away after what seems like a longer than usual handshake, you step aside and motion towards the array of tables. “Well, why don’t I show you to your table?”

“Yeah, why don’t you?” he stuffs his hands into the pockets of his slacks, raising a thin, white eyebrow as if to silently urge you to start walking. You hold back an eye twitch, turning around and walking to the area you set up specifically for him.

He’s following behind you as you walk, the heels of your shoes softy clanking against the ceramic tile. As you glance back, you could’ve sworn you saw his eyes quickly raise up to meet yours. Like he was—

“I apologize for not being around last time, I was on vacation.” you say, cutting off your own train of thought that you won’t entertain.

“Ah, no worries. Where did you go?” His pace matches your own now, walking side by side as his arm barely brushes against your bare skin. “Somewhere nice?”

You chuckle lightly and nod. “Yes, I went to Bali. It was quite lovely. The people were very welcoming and the food was absolutely delicious.”

A hum. “Better than this place, I hope.”

That comment. God, that comment. And the fact that he’s hiding it behind his sickeningly sweet smile, a tilt to his voice like he’s joking but not actually joking. You’ll pray for the former. “I can assure you, Mr. Gojo, both residences of food are exquisite.”

You two get to the square table prepared for him. A crisp, white linen tablecloth across the surface, that creates a clean and elegant contrast that elevated the rustic charm. At the center, a simple yet striking centerpiece emerged—a small terracotta pot filled with fresh basil and rosemary, their vibrant green leaves offering a delightful aroma that whispered of Italian kitchens.

Polished silverware gleamed in the soft light, laid out neatly on either side, ready for the culinary delights to come. An elegant, crystal wine glass on the side. Cloth napkins, folded into intricate designs, rested atop his plate. The dual flickering candles in small glass holders cast a warm glow over the table, creating an intimate atmosphere that you hoped would help catch his eye.

Finally, a menu card that displayed the special dishes you had prepared just for him. You took the time out of your day to make this specifically for today, crafting your menu for a man who probably didn’t think twice about it was not on your 2024 bingo card.

He takes his seat as you stand in front of him, placing the menu closer to his reach. “Here we have a variety of our best sellers and limited editions. Just for you, Mr. Gojo.” Your smile gets a little harder to keep up as he lazily sits back in his seat, scanning the menu with his sharp, blue eyes.

“Interesting,” he observes, even flipping it over. He glances back up at you. “The stuffed arancini, is that good?”

“Delicious, sir.”

“Okay,” he looks back down at the menu. “Then I’ll get the Buffalo Cauliflower Bites for an appetizer, plus the Bruschetta Trio. Oh, and to drink, I want one of your craft mocktails.”

So he asks for your opinion, and doesn’t even order it. “Of course, Mr. Gojo.” You don’t write it down, having already committed his order to memory, due to years in the food industry. “I’ll get started on that right now.”

With one more smile, you turn around and head to the kitchen. As soon as the doors close, your face hardens with irritation. Walking around to grab the appropriate ingredients, grumbling to yourself curses. Sure you’ll make his food and smile at him, doesn't mean you won’t be a brat about it behind closed doors. 

The minutes Gojo spends alone, he’s meticulously counting them down. Eyebrow raised as he eyes the kitchen doors and the arms of the small clock. Leg crossed over the other with his arm resting on top of the back of his chair that he;s currently tipping back and forth with the stability of his foot. 

After about three minutes, you greet him with his mocktail, setting it down. “Here you go, sir.”

“Finally, I almost died of thirst, you know?” He huffs a small chuckle and he sips from the straw. You want to grimace as he swishes the liquid around his mouth, head tilting in dramatics. He’s acting like it’s mouthwash or something. As he swallows, you do your best not to focus on the bobbing of his Adam’s apple.

What do you think you’re doing? Checking him out right now, seriously?

“How is it?” Your voice raises a tad, either in nervousness or a way to calm your suddenly rapid beating heart. 

“Not too bad, a little sour for me.” He comments, tongue coming out to lick across his bottom lip. “What’s in it?”

“Basil lemonade and berry spritz, Mr. Gojo.” 

“Satoru,” he corrects you, eyes rolling while his hand waves around dismissively. “Stop calling me ‘sir’ and all that, makes me feel old. Besides, this is supposed to feel comfortable isn’t it? Don’t force yourself with the formalities.” 

Well, that’s a small breath of relief. You simply nod. “Of course, Satoru. Then you may call me Y/N.”

“Was already gonna do that.”

“Right.” 

A small pause follows, hands awkwardly fiddling behind his back. You didn’t even realize it before, but the way he stares feels really invading. Especially with how bright his eyes are, you’re starting to feel naked under his gaze. Like he can sense it, he grins boyishly. “The appetizers?”

You nod again, quicker this time, clearing your throat. “Yes, coming right up.”

And once more, you leave him be while you finish up his food. The bruschetta trio, a classic tomato and basil, roasted red pepper and feta, with wild mushroom and truffle oil topping, served on toasted artisan bread. This dish is loved among your regulars.

And the buffalo cauliflower bites which are spicy, crispy cauliflower tossed in buffalo sauce, served with a side of creamy blue cheese dressing. Perfect for customers with a higher spice tolerance, craving that explosive taste in their mouths.

Holding the two white, glass plates with ease, the doors push open by your back as you walk back over to him. “Bruschetta and the cauliflower, Satoru.”

He doesn’t waste time in taking small, careful bites of each platter. Humming in thought as he does this. It takes a couple minutes before he speaks, using the cloth to wipe at the corner of his mouth. “The mushroom is quite bland, the bread is too hard. And the blue cheese doesn’t go well with the bites.”

Each word is like a punch to your gut. He’s really just finding every little thing to pick at, isn’t he? Lips pursing, your eyebrows raise in faux consideration. “I see, I can remove the dressing for you, and I’ll serve you a softer piece of bread.”

Your hands reach out to take them away, just as his moves into frame. Your fingertips brush against the back of his hand. “No need to take them away, just stating facts.” His smile never seems to leave and each growing second, you feel more and more tempted to wipe it off his face. He gently pushes your hands away, interlacing his fingers together. “Do you expect replacements to suddenly wipe my memory clean? Why should I have to rely on you giving me a replica of what I ordered, when the original piece should’ve met my expectations?”

A little caught off guard by his sudden questioning, you gulp and clear your throat. “Well, if something is not up to par for my guests, it is my duty to replace that with something that is.”

“Sure, but I’m asking why it wasn’t perfect the first time.” He leisurely sips from his mocktail. 

A small, but forced laugh leaves your lips. “We do try our best every single time, Satoru. Being perfect has proved hard when everyone has different tastes.”

“So you just give out generic food and hope for the best?”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.”

Your brows begin to furrow at his nonchalance, lip barely quirking down into a frown. “I’m sorry, but our food is not generic. We serve with love and dedication.”

“Love,” he repeats in a mocking tone, picking at the bites with his fork. “This was made with love?”

He’s really getting on your nerves now. “Yes, it was. If you do not like it then I can remake—”

“I’ll take the balsamic glazed chicken,” he cuts you off. “With the alfredo fries. You’re talking about remakes, right? Then make those fries good this time. Thanks.” 

You can’t help but stare down at him, the nerve he has is beyond rude. His demanding nature contrasts with your helping one. But, you stay resolute in your politeness, mumbling a small ‘of course’ before disappearing back into the kitchen. 

It’s a disaster, truly.

A hard, long, infuriatingly annoying disaster. 

Every platter crafted with delicacy and carefulness, he sets aside with calmness. Claiming how the littlest of little things was wrong or how it tasted bad. He even makes a couple snide comments about where you learned to cook from and they should be ashamed.

No matter what, however, he conceals his comments with those stupid laughs you’ve started to despise. 

Like it’s funny to him how much you’re failing to please him. 

Sweat threatens to trickle down your forehead, using a spare towel to dab at your face. Your hair has started to become a tad unkempt, having to constantly push stray pieces of hair out your face and even grabbing at your hair in frustration. This is probably your own fault for setting this all up, but never did you imagine it would turn out like this.

His table is filled with a variety of plates and dishes stacked unceremoniously on top of each other to make room for the next one.  

Throughout it all, he watches your struggle in silent amusement. Everytime you turn around to stomp back into the kitchen, he gets a clear, nice view of the way the fabric of your dress tugs around your ass, legs sleek with whatever lotion you decided to put on.

Your perfume fills his nostrils as you come back to him, to which he feels more and more motivated to bring you down and just stuff his face into the crook of your neck. Or the middle of your plump thighs that have just been calling out to him like a siren.

Satoru would like to think he’s a man of self control, but you’re really pushing him, and you’re not even trying. 

He’s being purposeful with his actions just to keep this entire visit long. Just so he can keep checking you out and biting his lip as he inhales your scent. Just so he can have the ample amount of time to force down the boner he has from under the table.

And well, because he’s really, really looking forward to dessert.

You breathe out a heavy breath, one of exhaustion as you present him with yet another platter. He laughs to himself as he takes a bite.

“Meh, too soggy.”

That’s it. “I’ve given you everything on the menu.”

“Oh, have you?” His head tilts innocently. 

Your teeth grit. “Yes, I have.”

“Well, that’s a bummer. You really shouldn’t have had such a limited variation.”

“It’s not lim–”

“Dessert, right? That usually comes after the main course.”

“......yes. What would you like?” You’re forcing your words out by now, hands twitching as they threaten to grip his pretty throat. 

Wait, pretty?

Jesus christ, can you stop thinking that right now?

“Hmmmm, let’s see here.” As his eyes scan over the desserts listed on the menu, a frown, or a pout, makes way onto his lips. You close your eyes for a second, counting from one to ten and back. “Is this it?”

“Yes.” 

“I have to say,” he lowly whistles. “none of this looks very….appealing.” As he looks back up at you, there’s a small glint in his expression. One that almost causes you to shiver, for some reason. 

Is he playing with you now?

“Nothing?” You ask, arms crossing over your chest. “All of that is what guests order the most.”

“Well, I’m not some regular schmegular guest, now am I?” He doesn’t give you a chance to respond before he’s standing, one hand stuffed into his pocket while the other meekly points to you. “So, what do you say? You gonna give me something I actually want?”

A small huff escapes from your lips, now longer having the strength to hold back your irritation. “I’m sorry?”

“Oh cmon, don’t give me that.”

“Give you what?”

“That.” He juts his chin in the direction of your scowl. “Do you usually frown at your customers?”

“I frown at men who take my kindness for granted,” is your response, eyes narrowing. “Also, you have been nitpicking every single thing I’ve given you. You’ve been extremely rude about it.”

“Rude? Is honesty rude now? I thought you wanted my honesty.”

“There’s a stark difference between the two.”

“Really?” He leans closer, face teetering on the line of too close as his point finger just barely skims across your forearm. “Mind enlightening me?”

Your breath almost hitches, skin feeling all too warm. You peek down at his finger before back to his face, heart beating faster than normal. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What’s it look like?” He counters. 

“Like you’re trying to flirt with me.”

He barks out a laugh. “Trying? No honey, I am. Why, do you like it?”

“No, I don’t like being flirted with by rude and random men.” You reply, tilting your chin up. “Especially you, sir.”

His grin widens. “Cute. But you know what I don’t like?” As he steps closer, you’re forced to step back. “No dessert.”

His finger travels up your arm, your shoulder, then stops at your jawline, head tilting as his breath fans your cheek. “So, what else can I eat?”

This is stupid. So stupid. Dangerous. Idiotic. Out of character. Anything that means bad. 

Is this really all for a good review by some asshat who takes joy out of making people's lives harder? Or are you  actually enjoying it? 

You feel disgusted at the situation, angered and infuriated that you’ve fallen into his trap. You want to curse out to whatever gods that may be watching and demand why you couldn’t hold back. 

Either way, you’re not the only one who couldn’t hold back. 

Your breath hitches, a broken string of whines leaving you as the flat of his tongue runs through your slippery folds. His hands on your thighs keep you grounded in place atop the table, because your hips keep twitching up in need of more friction. 

You can’t even see his face as it’s so far buried into your wet pussy, practically stuffing his face with it. But god do you feel him. The tips of his hair tickle your inner thighs. His low moan reverberates through you, making you shiver and tingle with excitement. 

“A—ahh….!” Your hand finds a place on his hair, pulling as your head tilts back with another moan. “F—fuck…”

His lips smile against your skin, pulling away for a second to look up at your blissed out expression. His face is coated in your juices and you haven’t even came yet. “Pretty good, might be the best thing I’ve had today.”

As he goes back to ravishing you, his tongue slips into your aching hole. Which causes your back to arch up, a higher pitched whine leaving you. “Tad salty, very sweet.”

His comments feel degrading almost. But with the way your thighs threaten to close around his head, pushing his face closer to your cunt, he has a feeling you like it. 

It’s electrifying and confusing at the same time. You’ve never been one with hookup culture, you’re not a virgin either but this is on a totally different level. Here you are, letting him tongue fuck you in the middle of the empty restaurant in which you were supposed to be serving him. 

Technically you are still serving him.

He urges your hips closer to the edge of the table, spitting harshly against you as he delves back into giving you the best eat of your life. 

His tongue alternates between your hole and clit, giving both equal attention while his fingers knead the plush skin of your smooth thighs. Your toes curl in your heels and you feel so close. 

You can practically taste it on your tongue, not even mindful anymore of the noises that you’re making. Too engrossed in the utter bliss of the way his mouth sucks and licks at your folds. 

You don’t even know you’ve finished until he’s come back up, licking away your release that’s plastered to his pale skin. Left panting and staring up at the dangling lights that feel blinding. 

What brings you back down to Earth is the soft clanking of metal. Your head whips down just as he’s unbuckling his pants, eyes blown wide. “W-what are you doing?”

He simply looks at you, shrugging with nonchalance as his belt comes undone, button and zipper next. “Gonna fuck your pussy, what else?”

You scramble to sit up, but he’s faster. Holding your legs open, leaning his face closer. “What? Don’t wanna?”

“I—I shouldn’t. I mean, we shouldn’t.”

“Pfft, why not?”

“Because this wasn’t supposed to happen!”

“But it has,” he tugs his slacks down, giving you full view of the raging boner nestled under his black boxers. His hand reaches to give himself a few strokes. “Haven’t been this hard in a long time.”

You feel your release ooze down onto the tablecloth, hole feeling empty as it clenches around air. All you can do is watch him jerk himself, gulping as you lick your lips. “This is….really wrong.”

Yet it feels so right. 

His lips touch the side of your neck, kissing and sucking a small mark into your skin. You tilt your head for him, arm coming up to hold around his neck. Chest heaving up and down. “I’ll fuck you good, I promise.”

Your eyes are instantly drawn down to his leaking cock as he pulls it out. Long and thin veins decorating the length with pre-cum leaking out the head. Trimmed with a small white bush of pubic hair at his base. It looks pretty. 

He huffs out a breathy laugh, titling your face up to him, lips meeting. His lips are soft and plush, melting into it. He keeps his hand on your nape so he can deepen the kiss, tongue invading your mouth like a snake. 

Spit dribbles down the corners of your mouths. All the while he’s teasing your entrance with his cock. 

“Ngh!” You pull away, face scrunching and mouth agape. 

“Mm, like that?” His tip runs up and down your slit, smearing his pre into your folds and around them. The sight is lewd. “So wet, just from my tongue too. How many guys make you finish from just eating you out?”

Out of all the times he tries for a conversation, does right now have to be one? “N-none…”

He hums. “So I’m the only one? I like that.”

He finds your hole, just barely pushing in. Your nails claw at his shoulders, whimpering into his ear. “S-shit, just wait a second…”

“For what?” His voice is husky, brows pinched together. The warmth from your cunt practically enveloping him whole. 

You croak out something unintelligible. For a few seconds, you two stay frozen like this. But that’s cut short as he slowly begins to slide deeper. “Shit, stop squeezin’ me.” He grunts.

All you can offer is a weak “I’m not” before being cut off by a breathy moan, one he replicates with you. He moves in deeper and deeper, until he’s finally buried to the hilt in your warm pussy. It’s big, bigger than you’ve ever taken. You’re not sure if that’s a good thing or not.

His fingers dig into your hips while your nails into his shoulders. 

Practically feeling his cock twitch within you, you have to hold back squeezing around him even more. But it just feels too good not to. It makes you feel full. 

As he begins to move, he’s whispering dirty praises into your ear.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

“Who knew you had such good pussy.”

“Look at you, sucking me in like a good little whore, huh?”

“Best fuckin’ pussy I’ve ever had.”

Each word he emphasizes with a quicker thrust. The silverware clanks around you, some even falling to the ground. The table creaks and the cloth crumples up. “W-wait….slow…ngh!” 

“No slow,’ he patronizingly laughs, his gaze darkened as he looks at you. “Going fast, you’re gonna take it too. ‘Cause you’re a desperate little thing, aren't you?”

You whine out, biting down hard on your lip you’re surprised you’re not drawing blood yet. He takes this as an invitation to devour your mouth once more. The kiss is harder this time, more sloppy. Seems sloppy is his thing.

Before you know it, he manhandles you to flip over, ass high in the air while his hand forces your back down into an arch. “Just like that. Stay still and I’ll let you cum again.”

With this new position, he’s able to hit spots you didn’t even know were there. All you have to hold on is the cloth of the table, balling them into your fists while he mercilessly pounds into your pussy from the back. His balls hit your clit in a repetitive motion that damn near causes you to see stars. 

Noises and mumble words fall out your mouth like water, the side of your face being pushed down into the hard surface. His hand twirls and tangles in your hair before giving it a hard tug back. 

“Mngh!”

With one hand on your hip and the other in your hair, it gives him all the reigns to perfectly fuck your squelching hole, pace unforgiving. And what’s he doing the whole time? Laughing. That asshole is laughing.

Either at your state or the fact that you fit so perfectly snug around his cock like a ring.

It’s like he’s moving on autopilot, just one thing on his mind. Fucking you like your his fleshlight he keeps in his room. “Maybe I should’ve come here sooner—fuck—could’ve had this pussy all to myself even sooner.”

He groans, head tilting back as a familiar sensation bubbles in his stomach. “Ah, god…fuck.”

“D-dont cum!” You half-heartedly shout, body trembling in preparation for your second release of the day.

“Hah?” he huffs out. “You tell a guy who’s fucking a pretty pussy he can’t come? You’re crazy.”

“Ah….hah…!” You mewl out, squeezing around him.

He curses under his breath, hips stuttering. A warm feeling erupts deep within your cunt, causing you to whine. It makes your whole body feel as if it’s on fire, thighs shaking. Your cum mixes with his own, dripping down the backs of your thighs in a disgusting manner. You’re left panting for air

He spends a good time watching it all happen, and as he pulls out, seeing your hole twitch and tremor around air almost starts to make him hard again. He leans over, hot air hitting the shell of your ear, his voice low and husky. “Up for more?”

Monday, 9am.

Incoming message from 

Mayra: 

Check your email, forwarded you something.

You groan tiredly, fingers fiddling with the bright screen of your phone. Clicking on the wrong app a couple times before opening your Gmail. You press on the email from Mayra, an attached link.

The link leads you to a familiar site, embarrassment painting your features as you read.

“After a rather lackluster first experience at 'Lovely Haven,' I was pleasantly surprised by my second visit. Walking into the restaurant felt like stepping into a cozy embrace, with the ambiance perfectly set to spark a little magic. The soft music and intimate lighting created an atmosphere that made everything feel just a little more exciting.

Let’s talk about the food. I started with the savory starter, which was a perfect balance of flavors. Each bite was a tantalizing tease that had me eagerly anticipating what was to come. Then came the main course, which was cooked to perfection and bursting with flavor. It had just the right amount of kick, leaving me wanting more and more.

 I decided to try their special dessert this time, and let me tell you, it was absolutely divine. Each bite was a burst of flavors, rich and decadent, just how I like it. The way it melted on my tongue was nothing short of a culinary revelation. I might have lingered a little too long over that dish—can you blame me? It was like savoring a sweet secret that just kept getting better.

But let’s not forget about the service. The owner was not only charming but also incredibly attentive. There was a delightful chemistry between us that made the evening even more enjoyable. She made sure I was well taken care of, adding that special touch that turned a simple meal into something unforgettable.

If you’re looking for a place that offers more than just food—something that tantalizes the senses and leaves you feeling revitalized—I highly recommend giving 'Lovely Haven' a try. Just be prepared for some delicious surprises that might have you coming back for seconds (or thirds!). I certainly will!"

a/n: first smut piece kind of. if there's typos, pls overlook them, i was very tired and in heat. sorry if it's not very slhow burn :( but i hope you all enjoyed. thank you smmm <3

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

Take a Taste: with Lugaw Sisig from Mang Boy Alfredo Lugawan Restaurant [Recorded: Feb 18th, 2023]

Hello! It’s time for another “Take a Taste”! The series is about delicious food with my two paper dolls.

And today, I'm reviewing this hot-served Lugaw Sisig from Mang Boy Alfredo Lugawan Restaurant! 🥣😊 How's it taste? Let's find out! 🤔

If you haven't seen my previous episode, then please [CLICK ME!].

So, without further ado, let's get started:

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• So, we're here at the gorgeous Mang Boy Alfredo Lugawan Restaurant! Where they opened 24 hours of eating Lugaw soup (or any dish that they offered) by customers, like us! This is actually, my first time (or our first time) to stepped in during night time. And we all know, that we love eating restaurant at night time! 😋🥣🌙

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• Such the case, with this delicious "Lugaw Sisig" that I've ordered. By the way, I'm with my family & my related aunt (or "Tita") for a special dinner night! 😁

• Anyways, the cost of "Lugaw Sisig" is ₱119 ($2.16). Mmmm, this lugaw look scrumptious! The combination of sizzling sisig mixed with warm rice porridge! 🥣😋 (along side with common toppings)

• And yes, the word "Lugaw" is a type word for Asian porridge. So, let's dig in! 😋

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• Here's my spoon scooping on two different toppings. The first is the sisig toppings, then next is the boiled egg! Yum-yum! 😋 The fusion dish is fantastic, at the same time, its a bit spicy thanks to the sisig's signature recipe! And the presentation look great on the bowl, I love it! 🥰 Have some, you two! Let's finish this bowl.😋

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• Minutes later, we're all done! Thankfully, they offered us a manual service of drinking water to wash out our meal! 💧😊

Overall:

• It's a unique dish, on what could be otherwise, a normal porridge topped with sizzling meal that Filipinos/Filipinas know in love. Will I ordered it again? Absolutely! 😁 However, I want a try other menus that they offered from this lugawan (porridge) resto establishment. And my paper dolls completely agrees.😊

Well, that’s all for now, If you haven’t seen my previous episodes, then I’ll provide some links down below.↓😉

Take a Taste:

○ 2021 Food Reviews: ○

• Popeyes U.S. Spicy Chicken Sandwich [Dec 6, 2021]

• Jollibee Chick'nwich & Crisscut Fries [Dec 21, 2021]: Part 1 [CLICK ME! #1], Part 2 [CLICK ME! #2]

○ 2022 Food Reviews: ○

• Mini Stop Chicken Fillet XL Sandwich [Feb 7, 2022]

• Minute Burger Cheese Burger(s) [Mar 1, 2022]

• Pepper Lunch Teriyaki Beef Pepper Rice w/ Egg (& Honey Brown Sauce) [Mar 5, 2022]

• Bacsilog’s Sulit Combo Bacon-Tocino & Samgyup Day’s Pork Herbs [Mar 12, 2022]

• Burger King Whopper w/ Sides & Drink [May 6, 2022]

• Marshmello’s Limited Edition Coca-Cola Zero [Aug 26, 2022]

• Cheesy Burger McDo with Lettuce & Tomatoes Meal [Recorded: Sept 16, 2022]

• Mcdonald’s PH McSpicy & Apple Pie (featuring their World Famous Fries) [Nov 14, 2022]

• Mcdonald’s McCrispy Hamonado Sandwich [Dec 31st, 2022]

○ 2023 Food Reviews: ○

• Foods from Delicious Restaurant & 1919 Grand Cafe [Jan 8th, 2023]

• Homemade Churros by my lil’ bro [Feb 12th, 2023]

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Why Is Sydney’s Italian Food Scene a Must-Try for Pasta Fans?

Pasta lovers should not miss Sydney's Italian cuisine scene because of its wide variety of real and authentic options. Pasta is served in a variety of ways in the city's restaurants: from inventive, contemporary versions to classic favorites like carbonara and bolognese. Refined components, such as recently harvested regional bounty and imported Italian mainstays, enhance every meal. The chefs’ talent in creating tasty sauces and handmade pasta guarantees a memorable dining experience. Sydney is a top destination for authentic Italian cuisine since its Italian restaurants have something to offer any pasta lover, whether they're searching for a fine dining experience or a casual dinner.

Find Sydney's Best Pasta Recipes

Foodies in Sydney are known for their varied culinary scene, with a particular fondness for Italian food. There are many of options in Sydney that offer traditional Italian flavors with a contemporary touch if you're searching for the best pasta. The Italian restaurants in this area provide something to satisfy any pasta lover, whether they're seeking a traditional dish or a more modern variation.

A Paradise for Pasta Lovers

Goodness counts when it comes to best pasta in Sydney. Many of the best Italian restaurants in the city specialize in freshly produced pasta, so every dish is perfectly textured and fresh. The attention to detail is apparent in every bite, from delicate ravioli loaded with seasonal vegetables to smooth ribbons of tagliatelle. Italian food's diversity is demonstrated by the sauces, which differ from rich, creamy to light, and spicy. Authentic Italian savors can be found in the heart of Sydney cheers to the careful preparation of classic dishes like lasagna, fettuccine alfredo, and spaghetti carbonara.

Sydney's Top Italian Restaurants

The best Italian food in Sydney proposals more than just pasta, even if it's a classic. A wide diversity of creative and traditional Italian cuisine are skillfully served at the city's Italian restaurants. Every meal, from the appetiser to the dessert, is prepared by the similar attention to authenticity and taste. Sydney's Italian cuisine scene proposals some of the best eating practices in the city, even if you're savoring a perfectly cooked risotto, a meaty osso buco, or a light and tasty caprese salad.

Use of fresh ingredients and true flavors

The dedication to using top-notch, fresh constituents is one of the things that makes Sydney's utmost pasta stand out. Traditional Italian staples like Parmigiano-Reggiano, San Marzano tomatoes, combine local produce and imported olive oils in numerous Italian restaurants located in Sydney. Bright, savory dishes that display the finest of together worlds are produced by fusing local and imported ingredients. Each meal is bursting with real Italian flavors thanks to the use of handmade pasta, slow-cooked sauces, and fresh herbs.

Wine Complements and Italian Warmth

Several eateries in Sydney offer carefully chosen wine lists with Italian and Australian varietals to go with the utmost Italian cuisine. Eating a meal is made more pleasant when the wine is paired perfectly through it. Sydney's Italian dining establishments are famous for their friendly service in addition to their excellent cuisine and wines. The observant service and cozy setting ensure a memorable dinner even if you're dining by companions or on a romantic evening out.

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Local Restaurants Built on Small Town Charm

Viking Pizza and McGuiggan’s Pub  may not share all of the same menu items and follow similar design aesthetics, but they do encompass the same small town charm aspects that attract countless local residents daily. One specializes primarily in takeout serving pizza, salads, sandwiches and calzones and the other stems from Ireland serving comfort pub dishes in a cozy and warm environment. Despite Viking Pizza and McGuiggan’s Pub looking like polar opposites on the outside, they seem to inhabit numerous similar aspects that have turned them into all time towny favorites.

Viking Pizza- 34 Bedford St, East Bridgewater, MA

Located in the center of town, Viking Pizza is a local favorite for all EB residents. This hotspot is named after East Bridgewater’s beloved mascot, The Vikings, and emulates the town’s spirit in every way. For low prices ranging from $10-$20 for a meal, you’ll receive a lot of bang for your buck at Viking. Since 1988, Viking Pizza has made it easy for customers to enjoy their meal in comfort by offering quick delivery and takeout services as well as smaller in person dining options. With pizza being a prominent aspect in their name, it’s no surprise that pizza is their specialty dish. 

Viking Pizza offers 36 large specialty pizzas for the appropriate price of $16.95, as well as customizable options, and $3.50 giant slices of any pie you could dream of. Some of their most intriguing pizzas include the California BLT pizza - alfredo sauce, mozzarella, cheddar, tomatoes, bacon, and romaine lettuce with house dressing, as well as the Amore Pizza - white, mozzarella cheese, ricotta, and spinach and artichoke hearts, and their Pizza Spanko - white, mozzarella, cheddar, garlic, chopped spinach, red onion, gyro style beef, black olives and feta cheese crumbles. On top of their perfectly crafted pizzas, Viking offers a variety of calzones, salads, subs, sandwiches, chicken wings, french fries, quesadillas, wraps, gyros, pastas, and beverages. With their lengthy menu, you’re guaranteed to find something you like regardless of allergies or dietary preferences. Viking Pizza is the perfect option when you want an easy meal on the couch, on the go, or out on the town.

Although I love the amazing food Viking has to offer, I value the customer service even more. Like many other East Bridgewater residents, my family and I order takeout and delivery from Viking at least once a week (sometimes even more). Everytime we encounter an employee, they simply exude kindness and respect. Tony Mamouzellos, long time owner of Viking Pizza, even goes out of his way to make relationships with his patrons. Oftentimes, my family and I will have long and meaningful conversations with Mamouzellos when picking up our food, and will find out when we get home that he slipped in extra slices of pizza, calzones, and pockets of pita bread, free of charge. Even though the food at Viking Pizza is absolutely incredible, the staff and their kindness encourages us to keep coming back.

McGuiggan’s Pub - 546 Washington St, Whitman, MA

Inside the heart of Whitman, MA lies a small restaurant that simply exudes charm. McGuiggan’s Pub may be little with only fifteen tables and three hightops, but it is the perfect place to make memories. I can recall visiting the pub after countless dance recitals and birthday celebrations, and sitting down to enjoy the most consistently delicious bar pizza in the world. McGuiggan’s Pub is entirely Irish, from the name to the obsessive interior design. The pub is stacked full of shamrocks that will entice you to sit at the 54 foot mahogany bar and order a traditional Guinness out of their famous ‘boot’ glass. Not to mention, the staff is extremely friendly from the bartenders to the chefs, with two servers working the dining room at all times, and a host that greets you with a smile at the front door. Although, I may have a slight bias as hostessing at McGuiggan’s Pub was my first ever job. However, this provides me with all the more accuracy in my review.

Moving on to the dishes, you’re guaranteed to find at least one meal you like, with a five page long menu. My personal favorite dish of theirs is the classic cheese pizza, which is objectively the perfect size for one customer priced at just $8.75. The sauce to cheese ratio is unmatched by any other nearby pub which makes it a consistent crowd favorite. Another fan favorite is the traditional Irish shepherd’s pie. There’s something enlightening about the mashed potato and minced meat combination that patrons of McGuiggan’s Pub go crazy for, especially for the affordable price of $18.99.

Another interesting aspect of McGuiggan’s is the live music and bingo events they’re constantly holding. Every Friday and Saturday Night, the pub has local singers and bands perform live to bar and restaurant guests which instantly brings the restaurant’s spirits up. Although the performances usually start late at night around 8 or 9 p.m., the bar fills up fast with customers excited to enjoy their meal while receiving live entertainment. Not to mention, Wednesday nights McGuiggan’s holds SINGO competitions, in which an entertainer comes in and hosts bingo games with famous hit songs instead of calling out numbers. In my two years hostessing during SINGO nights, it’s safe to say Wednesdays are extremely packed, and customers of all ages go absolutely crazy for this game. Owner, Richard Rosen, guarantees a different experience at McGuiggan’s Pub than other nearby restaurants with numerous exciting aspects for his customers to enjoy. From the familiar comfort food, to the nightly entertainment and inviting environment, McGuiggan’s Pub is a charming local spot for both food and fun.

Despite only existing in the realm of Plymouth County, Viking Pizza and McGuiggan’s Pub have made a reputation for themselves based on their all around fantastic aspects. Whether you’re trying out the food, looking to socialize, or are in need of a fun night, Viking Pizza and McGuiggan’s Pub are the perfect restaurants for you.

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Famous Restaurant Alfredo Sauce This is a much sought after recipe from a popular chain restaurant --my nephew worked there as a cook and gave it to me. 1 pinch garlic salt or to taste, 1 package dry fettuccine pasta, 1/2 cup butter, lemon pepper to taste, 3/4 cup half-and-half, 3/4 cup cream cheese

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Ralphs Restaurant

Located at 760 S 9th St, Philadelphia, PA 19147, this Italian restaurant is over 100 years old and touts itself as being the oldest Italian restaurant in America, but in reality it is not.

Rao's restaurant located on Pleasant Avenue in New York City is the oldest Italian restaurant in the United States which opened in 1896.

Ralph's restaurant was at one time an excellent restaurant providing authentic italian american cuisine  but as time passed and the restaurant was passed on from generation to generation and finally to Ralph’s grandchildren, Jimmy Rubino Jr. and Eddie Rubino who represent the fourth generation of owners and operators of the longtime family business, these keepers of the sacred name of Ralph's restaurant have turned an excellent Italian american restaurant  into a tourist trap for unsuspecting  patrons.

Most of the food items are drowned  in what taste like canned sauce to me,  and a lot of  the menu items have no taste

For example Ralph’s  Fettuccine Alfredo  tasted to me like egg noodles and was  a watery mix of milk with hardly any cheese, it was bland and tasteless.  I mean an Afredo is supposed to be made with Pecorino Romano cheese, cream, butter, garlic  and black pepper and of course  Fettuccine pasta.

Ralph’s famous Chicken Parmigiana tasted like two frozen chicken breasts that you  can buy at your local supermarket in the frozen food section. I ordered a side of spaghetti which was $8.00 extra. The Parmigiana and spaghetti  was tasteless and drowned in Ralph’s signature tomato sauce. This menu item cost $42.00.

The broiled Sausage with broccoli rabe and long hot peppers sauteed in garlic and olive oil, served over penne was to say the least disgusting. While the  sausage was fresh and cooked to order the rest of the dish was watery with mushy peppers and broccoli rabe and had no taste.

I ordered Calamari as an appetizer, It was my mistake because just about all restaurants that serve calamari serve it fried, but not Ralph’s; it tasted boiled, hard and drowned in their signature tomato sauce - inedible!

This was a disappointng dining experience because many of the reviews were favorable so it is possible it was just a bad night in the kitchen - MAYBE!

In My Opinion

In my opinion Ralph’s is not an old world restaurant it is just old and delapadated. Tables that are too small for patrons to comfortably enjoy their meal, poor service with extremely high prices for their offerings. I mean, the bill for a party of two, with appetizer, entree, two glasses of wine was over $175.00.

Ralph's restaurant is an overpriced restaurant serving below average food to unsuspecting patrons.  It is a restaurant living on its past reputation. Philadelphia has a lot of excellent Italian restaurants unfortunately in my opinion, Ralph’s is not one of them - PASS THIS ONE UP!

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The Ultimate Comfort Food Takeout Guide for Cozy Evenings

What about having food takeout to make your evening cozy?

Okay, so how many date nights or special occasion evenings have you spent dinner-making in your kitchen while your peers spent such evenings in a great way courtesy of ordering in takeouts, sitting on their couches, Netflixing, chilling, and doing everything that a cozy evening requires? Hey, no judgment here, but don’t you think a change could spice up things for you?

I was also bogged down with the routines of preparing my evening meals, even on occasions when I should have simply let go and allowed myself to indulge in the beauty of an evening by going for food takeout.

This was until a friend working at a famous restaurant offering Mexican food near me encouraged me to throw away my apron and scroll through a food takeout guide she provided me to choose one that could deliver me ultimate comfort during my cozy evenings.

The guide exposed me to information on the best takeout restaurants near me, with the most enticing being those that offer Italian food near me and Japanese food delivery near me.

I have now made it a habit to go for food takeout when I have special occasion evenings or when I just want to experience ultimate comfort during cozy evenings.

Here is the ultimate guide to experiencing great evenings with food takeout

According to leading Hartford restaurants, the meal you order for takeout has a huge influence on the kind of comfort you will experience during the evening you want to use the food.

All the best takeout restaurants near me, including the Mexican and Italian food delivery restaurants near me, agree that the guide to ultimate comfort food takeout for cozy evenings must include the following food takeouts:

Portobello Mushrooms with Truffle Mash

It doesn’t matter whether you are vegetarian or not at the moment. Just try out portobello mushrooms with truffle mash and see whether you won’t make the switch after you eat them.

This favorite takeout meal tastes like steak, but instead, it is portobello mushrooms disguised alongside some super decadent truffle-infused mashed potatoes.

Marry Me Chicken

As the name suggests, you will experience ultimate comfort during your cozy evenings when you order Marry Me Chicken. It comes with sun-dried tomatoes, chicken thighs, and a creamy sauce, which are pretty much what you need to make your date night comfortable, cozy, and perfect.

Pasta with Savory Jack Sausage and Parmesan

If you have never done orecchiette, how about trying a takeout of it this evening? Ensure it is provided in a saucy butter sauce. I can confirm to you that you will never know it is actually plant-based jackfruit instead of sausage! Go ahead, indulge, and make your evening memorable!

Seared Scallops and Mushroom Risotto

This fancy scallop risotto recipe is a meal you should get at a restaurant for your anniversary. It will make the anniversary evening very memorable!

Butter-Basted Sirloin Steak

Steak is the go-to dish if you want to have a romantic dinner. You should go for some really fancy parsnip wedges to go with the steak instead of fries.

Fried Butternut Tacos

Butternut tacos not only look cute, but they are an awesome plant-based option for anyone who doesn’t eat meat. The recipe is 100 percent vegan and 100 delicious.

Other recipes known to spice up evenings

Other recipes you can takeout to spice up your evenings and deliver the ultimate comfort you desire include Pasta Primavera, Truffle Pizza, Sirloin Tip Roast, Lemon Rosemary Chicken, Honey Glazed Salmon, Korean BBQ Beef Bowls, Cheese Roasted Garlic Alfredo Stuffed Spaghetti Squash, and Classic Lasagna, among others.

Need help with more ultimate comfort food takeout ideas for cozy evenings?

Get in touch withGreater Hartford Menus for more ideas about how you can spice up your evenings with amazing food takeouts that guarantee you ultimate comfort.

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Recipe for Famous Restaurant Alfredo Sauce My nephew, who worked as a cook at a well-known chain restaurant, gave me this recipe, which is highly sought after.

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Ok so i just watched this youtube video from a big-ish channel that came up in my feed. Dude talks about food, and about history, both of which are interesting to me particularly the former. Link below for anyone interested.

So he's talking about the history of Fettucini Alfredo, and how it differs from what you'd fine in an italian restaurant (or sauce bottle) in the states. I wont go over the whole history, you should watch the video for that. But y'all. I'm fucking dying over this pasta. Fettucini Alfredo got the name from some famous Italian chef who was alive during Mussolini's facist regime. But the dish itself is so old that there wasnt even a written recipe for it.

So as one would expect, the dish's original name was not Fettucini Alfredo (it just occured to me that i might be spelling fettucini wrong but idc flame me if you want, it is thr 4th afterall) but rather, was called Fettucini al burro (fettucini with butter) or, pasta dei cornuti (cuckold's pasta). This dish is so easy to whip up that Maria the chad housewife could run around and get her raviolis par boiled with anyone she wanted all day, then run home and throw this together before her husband got home and it was so tasty, he'd be none the wiser. I long for a world where i can go fuck whoever i want only to come home 15 minutes before my partners do and craft them a simple and comforting meal so good they would be unable to question my doings for the day.

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Italian Restaurant in Burjuman Center

Certainly! Italian cuisine is beloved around the world for its rich flavors and diverse dishes. Whether you're looking for pasta, pizza, seafood, or indulgent desserts, Italian restaurants offer a wide range of options to satisfy your cravings. Here's a brief guide to Italian cuisine and some popular dishes you might find at an Italian restaurant:

Antipasti: These are appetizers that often include items like bruschetta (toasted bread with toppings), caprese salad (tomatoes, mozzarella, and basil), or prosciutto (cured ham).

Primi Piatti: This course typically consists of pasta, risotto, or soup. Popular pasta dishes include spaghetti carbonara, fettuccine Alfredo, lasagna, or gnocchi.

Secondi Piatti: This course focuses on main dishes, usually featuring meat, poultry, or seafood. Examples include chicken Parmesan, veal scaloppini, Osso Buco (braised veal shanks), or grilled fish.

Contorni: These are side dishes that accompany the main course. It could be a simple salad, grilled vegetables, or sautéed spinach.

Pizza: Italy's most famous export, pizza comes in various styles. Classic choices include Margherita (tomato sauce, mozzarella, and basil) or Quattro Formaggi (four-cheese pizza). Many restaurants offer customizable toppings to suit individual preferences.

Dolci: Italian desserts are a sweet finale to the meal. Popular options include tiramisu (layers of ladyfingers dipped in coffee and mascarpone cheese), cannoli (crispy pastry shells filled with sweet ricotta cream), or panna cotta (cooked cream dessert).

Italian restaurants often provide a cozy atmosphere and excellent hospitality. You can expect to find a wide selection of wines, from robust reds to crisp whites, to complement your meal.

Remember that Italian cuisine can vary regionally, with each area having its specialties and culinary traditions. So, the menu offerings may differ based on the restaurant's focus. Enjoy exploring the delicious flavors of Italy at your local Italian restaurant!

choose Mercato Centrale the best Italian restaurant in Mankhool you can choose to taste the best dishes at best offer.

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European Restaurant in Edmonds The best European restaurant in Edmonds, Caravan Kebab takes pride in offering a diverse range of dishes inspired by the rich culinary traditions of Europe. From the hearty meat dishes of Germany to the seafood delicacies of Spain, European cuisine has something to offer everyone.

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Come join us on a gustatory excursion around the continent! From Greek Souvlaki to Turkish Pide, we'll take you through some of Europe's most iconic culinary creations — and even showcase Caravan Kebab’s favorites. Bon Voyage (and bon appetit)!

Greece: Greek cuisine is world-famous for its delicious dishes, like moussaka - a mouthwatering medley of spiced ground meat and eggplant layered with potatoes - or souvlaki – succulent skewered meats marinated in lemon, garlic, and herbs. Let's all raise our forks to the delights from Greece! At Caravan Kebab, an Edmonds European restaurant, you can try our delicious Greek salad, made with fresh veggies and feta cheese, or our souvlaki platter, served with rice, salad, and tzatziki sauce.

Turkey: Caravan Kebab, a European restaurant in Edmonds, is the perfect place to experience all that Turkish cuisine has to offer! From savory dishes with bold flavors and unexpected ingredients, your taste buds will be in for a treat.  At Caravan Kebab you can try our signature Adana kebab, made with spicy ground lamb, or our flavorful stuffed eggplant dish.

Italy: From its classic pasta dishes to flavorful sauces, Italian cuisine is a must-try for any foodie looking to experience the best of European flavors. Not only is it widely popular and recognizable, but each dish offers up a savory flavor that will linger on your tongue - so don't forget your napkins! At Caravan Kebab, Edmonds European restaurant, we offer a variety of Italian-inspired dishes, including our popular chicken alfredo and spaghetti bolognese.

Spain: Spanish cuisine is known for its hearty, delicious treats! From savory paella made with fresh saffron-infused rice to tapas - the perfect selection of tasty appetizers and snacks - there's something in Spain for every foodie. At Caravan Kebab, European restaurant Edmonds, you can try our delicious seafood paella or our flavorful tapas platter, which includes a variety of small plates such as hummus, dolma, and baba ghanoush.

As you can see, European cuisine is as diverse as it is delicious, and at Caravan Kebab, we take pride in offering a wide variety of dishes inspired by the rich culinary traditions of Europe. If you're looking for an authentic European dining experience in Edmonds, look no further than Caravan Kebab, the best European restaurant in Edmonds.

Craving the flavorful delights of Europe this week in Edmonds? Make your way to Caravan Kebab in Edmonds, where our authentic dishes take you on a tasty journey through Greece, Turkey, Italy and more. Take a look at our website https://european.restaurantinedmonds.com/ for photos that will make your mouth water - then give us a call right away at 206-546-7999 to reserve or order some deliciousness! Experience European cuisine like never before with Caravan Kebab!

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European Restaurant in Edmonds The best European restaurant in Edmonds, Caravan Kebab takes pride in offering a diverse range of dishes inspired by the rich culinary traditions of Europe. From the hearty meat dishes of Germany to the seafood delicacies of Spain, European cuisine has something to offer everyone.

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Come join us on a gustatory excursion around the continent! From Greek Souvlaki to Turkish Pide, we'll take you through some of Europe's most iconic culinary creations — and even showcase Caravan Kebab’s favorites. Bon Voyage (and bon appetit)!

Greece: Greek cuisine is world-famous for its delicious dishes, like moussaka - a mouthwatering medley of spiced ground meat and eggplant layered with potatoes - or souvlaki – succulent skewered meats marinated in lemon, garlic, and herbs. Let's all raise our forks to the delights from Greece! At Caravan Kebab, an Edmonds European restaurant, you can try our delicious Greek salad, made with fresh veggies and feta cheese, or our souvlaki platter, served with rice, salad, and tzatziki sauce.

Turkey: Caravan Kebab, a European restaurant in Edmonds, is the perfect place to experience all that Turkish cuisine has to offer! From savory dishes with bold flavors and unexpected ingredients, your taste buds will be in for a treat.  At Caravan Kebab you can try our signature Adana kebab, made with spicy ground lamb, or our flavorful stuffed eggplant dish.

Italy: From its classic pasta dishes to flavorful sauces, Italian cuisine is a must-try for any foodie looking to experience the best of European flavors. Not only is it widely popular and recognizable, but each dish offers up a savory flavor that will linger on your tongue - so don't forget your napkins! At Caravan Kebab, Edmonds European restaurant, we offer a variety of Italian-inspired dishes, including our popular chicken alfredo and spaghetti bolognese.

Spain: Spanish cuisine is known for its hearty, delicious treats! From savory paella made with fresh saffron-infused rice to tapas - the perfect selection of tasty appetizers and snacks - there's something in Spain for every foodie. At Caravan Kebab, European restaurant Edmonds, you can try our delicious seafood paella or our flavorful tapas platter, which includes a variety of small plates such as hummus, dolma, and baba ghanoush.

As you can see, European cuisine is as diverse as it is delicious, and at Caravan Kebab, we take pride in offering a wide variety of dishes inspired by the rich culinary traditions of Europe. If you're looking for an authentic European dining experience in Edmonds, look no further than Caravan Kebab, the best European restaurant in Edmonds.

Craving the flavorful delights of Europe this week in Edmonds? Make your way to Caravan Kebab in Edmonds, where our authentic dishes take you on a tasty journey through Greece, Turkey, Italy and more. Take a look at our website https://european.restaurantinedmonds.com/ for photos that will make your mouth water - then give us a call right away at 206-546-7999 to reserve or order some deliciousness! Experience European cuisine like never before with Caravan Kebab!

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Why Is Sydney’s Italian Food Scene a Must-Try for Pasta Fans?

Pasta lovers should not miss Sydney's Italian cuisine scene because of its wide variety of real and authentic options. Pasta is served in a variety of ways in the city's restaurants: from inventive, contemporary versions to classic favorites like carbonara and bolognese. Refined components, such as recently harvested regional bounty and imported Italian mainstays, enhance every meal. The chefs’ talent in creating tasty sauces and handmade pasta guarantees a memorable dining experience. Sydney is a top destination for authentic Italian cuisine since its Italian restaurants have something to offer any pasta lover, whether they're searching for a fine dining experience or a casual dinner.

Find Sydney's Best Pasta Recipes

Foodies in Sydney are known for their varied culinary scene, with a particular fondness for Italian food. There are many of options in Sydney that offer traditional Italian flavors with a contemporary touch if you're searching for the best pasta. The Italian restaurants in this area provide something to satisfy any pasta lover, whether they're seeking a traditional dish or a more modern variation.

A Paradise for Pasta Lovers

Goodness counts when it comes to best pasta in Sydney. Many of the best Italian restaurants in the city specialize in freshly produced pasta, so every dish is perfectly textured and fresh. The attention to detail is apparent in every bite, from delicate ravioli loaded with seasonal vegetables to smooth ribbons of tagliatelle. Italian food's diversity is demonstrated by the sauces, which differ from rich, creamy to light, and spicy. Authentic Italian savors can be found in the heart of Sydney cheers to the careful preparation of classic dishes like lasagna, fettuccine alfredo, and spaghetti carbonara.

Sydney's Top Italian Restaurants

The best Italian food in Sydney proposals more than just pasta, even if it's a classic. A wide diversity of creative and traditional Italian cuisine are skillfully served at the city's Italian restaurants. Every meal, from the appetiser to the dessert, is prepared by the similar attention to authenticity and taste. Sydney's Italian cuisine scene proposals some of the best eating practices in the city, even if you're savoring a perfectly cooked risotto, a meaty osso buco, or a light and tasty caprese salad.

Use of fresh ingredients and true flavors

The dedication to using top-notch, fresh constituents is one of the things that makes Sydney's utmost pasta stand out. Traditional Italian staples like Parmigiano-Reggiano, San Marzano tomatoes, combine local produce and imported olive oils in numerous Italian restaurants located in Sydney. Bright, savory dishes that display the finest of together worlds are produced by fusing local and imported ingredients. Each meal is bursting with real Italian flavors thanks to the use of handmade pasta, slow-cooked sauces, and fresh herbs.

Wine Complements and Italian Warmth

Several eateries in Sydney offer carefully chosen wine lists with Italian and Australian varietals to go with the utmost Italian cuisine. Eating a meal is made more pleasant when the wine is paired perfectly through it. Sydney's Italian dining establishments are famous for their friendly service in addition to their excellent cuisine and wines. The observant service and cozy setting ensure a memorable dinner even if you're dining by companions or on a romantic evening out.