An 100 word entry for Friday Fictioneers, the writing challenge set weekly by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who this week used a photo of her own. Please follow the link to find the rules and also more 100 word stories based on the above photo prompt.
Patrick rolled beads of risotto on his tongue, letting the buttery sauce carry flavours of garlic and white wine around his mouth. It was good, but not yet perfect enough for his fickle restaurant customers.
“More salt,” he eventually said.
“Are you sure?” Claire asked, brazenly. He narrowed his eyes at the only person in this kitchen who thought she could challenge him.
“Remember when we were in Sicily, and we spent that one evening on the beach?”
A red flush appeared above Claire’s collar. “Yes.”
“I remember the risotto we ate in the restaurant beforehand better. Make yours like that.”