Chapter 18

Fisher had still had fun with his ingredients.

Appetizer: Black licorice, eggplant

Entrée: Blue cheese, Portobello mushrooms

Dessert: Sugar ice cream cones, bacon

The list I’d sent him hadn’t been nearly as creative.

Appetizer: Raspberries, spinach

Entrée: Chicken thighs, avocado

Dessert: Dark chocolate chips, hazelnuts

The one difference we had with the show—which was going to work out better for me anyway—was having longer than a minute or two to figure out what to cook. I had all the shopping time, plus the drive home to come up with something I could both cook and would want to eat out of these

As I sat there debating my options, a text pinged through.

And the clock starts…NOW!

“Shit!” I burst from my car and ran for the front door, garnering more than a few odd looks along the way. Ten minutes was going to go fast, though hopefully nothing would be too hard to find.