Cat Who Cooks

In a remote oriental country, there is a small and odd restaurant that has refused the three-star rating by the Michelin Guide several times. 
“The price is fairly expensive over there, 288RMB for a set meal of Egg Fried Rice and a bowl of soup. Ah, and an extra small plate of pickled vegetables as well. Even so, there are still a long line of people queuing up and waiting for a taste. Reservations are not accepted there, only waiting and queuing personally is allowed. 
“Numerous people fly there on their private planes just to queue up. Furthermore, parking bays and parking spots are not provided there. The service is terrible here. Customers have to clear the tableware themselves and wipe the table as well. For god’s sake, the boss is literally crazy.” 
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Gourmet Food Supplier

    Today was another beautiful day. I lay in my warm and comfortable nest, closing my eyes to enjoy the rare sunlight bath.


  Rice nudged me with his nose, asking me why I ate so little for breakfast and if I was feeling uncomfortable.


  I replied,"it's always like this when I'm old."


  Basking in the sun, he felt drowsy, as if he was recalling the past.


  "Aiya, this little dog is really good-looking." A clear voice suddenly sounded in his ear.


  "Since you like it, we'll buy this one." A man's voice followed.


  And so, from the moment I was born with consciousness, I stayed in the cage and was brought to a strange place in a daze.


  It was a brighter and more spacious place. I had a new cage there, alone with no other companions to share.


  "Looking at your color and curly hair, you're obviously a poodle. I'll call you obedient. You look quite obedient anyway." The clear voice squatted in front of the cage and tried to pour some food into the bowl.


Broth's confession