THE chef’s assistant almost jumped to his feet when the oven’s door was pushed close harder than intended. It was followed by the clashing of the pans nearby.
He and Chef Gustave looked at each other before they went back to doing their job. Orders were coming.
Whenever there is a staff that grabbed the orders, he or she will glance at the woman working at the table. No one said a word but each had curiosity in their eyes.
Everyone is tiptoeing around the young woman. Since yesterday, Jane has not been in good mood. They have one thing in mind. It has to do with the tall woman who frequented the diner on Fridays.
It was Saturday morning, the staff in TUDD’S PLATTER expects more regulars.
The aroma of freshly baked bread surrounded the diner and most of the customers were having a
