Feb 9, 2020
“what do you think?” jason asked, eyes expectant as he waited for the other to finish chewing. with his creative mind, he considered making the menu more of a fun activity rather than a responsibility that he and ivy had to do. he had confidence in his skills—he had experience, after all! but, there always came the twinge of nervousness when presenting a recipe he wasn’t entirely sure about, even though he taste tested the damn thing twenty times already. “is it okay? too soupy? too salty? i think this’d be better served as an entrée.”