He’s the chef

Best one of all

Never shares his recipes

Maybe it’s a good thing

I cook all day

On my own

I serve the customers

Whatever they desire

But never _how_ they desire

They want spaghetti?

Alright

Here’s the ingredients:

Brain

Fingernails

Veins

Blood

**I do not reveal my secrets**

**Only this once**

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My place is too popular to sue

People would never know

I look so kind

I make the ...

I don’t even now how i started working here. Or even why. I don’t remember getting to this point in my life or what had caused it. “Will that be all?” I ask the fatass man in front of me behind the slanted glass. “Add some more” i rolled my eyes internally “more what?”

“Fingers”

I did as i was told and watched him hobble back over to his table. I look around the whole room; so many fucking pig...

Chapter one

So, you want to tell us what happened? I thought he loved me. I would have done anything for him. It wasn’t supposed to end this way. It started about a year ago. Him and his wife came in for couple therapy. I would see them twice a week and once a week individually. Things took a turn for the worst when his mom died. She became unsuppportive and no one not even me could get through...

Jacob has been a head chef for as long as he can remember. He loves the color red and sometimes that can make him… blood crazy. As head chef he is the one that can buy the food. And the food he gets? Human flesh.

The Sushi shop has been open forever. And it’s got some. Interesting reviews. Like one said ‘the fish tastes weird. And why does the ketchup taste like blood?’ That’s because it is. Jac...

The restaurant's door shut as his last customer for the day left with their takeout order. Alex, the newly hired chef watched as every other employee left after doing their part in helping to close and prep the restaurant for the next day. Alex however was always the last the leave the restaurant. Since he was the head chief, he always had the job of prepping the meat. As he headed downstairs into...

It was at busy and important day at the restaurant. Famous clients were dining in. Politicians. Not that anyone in the kitchen would really care. They had visitors like them every other day. No, the kitchen staff was solely focussed on preparing some of the best dishes the world has seen. The stress was as high as ever while every single person was working on there task. Like cogs in a wheel. And ...

The benefit of being good at your job is that people don’t question you. When you have a reputation of producing excellent results, your superiors will leave you alone. That’s exactly what I do. My kitchen is my domain. Everything has a place, everyone has a job, and everything is made to my standard of perfection. Many don’t make the cut. I’ve seen plenty of bright young chefs looking to make the...

Ashley walked into the restaurant and headed straight for the back. She looked like she was hiding something. ”Hi Ashley! How are you today?” I asked. No response. I follow her in the back, she turns on her heels to face me. I see her eyes that her chef hat was covering, they were glowing green. “Ashley, are you okay?” I asked. No response. She turns back around and goes to the grill. She opens th...

A chef named Anne was cooking in the restaurant until she went to to the staff room .She was at the door she gulped her saliva and peaked at the door and gasped in disbelief her manager killed her husband suddenly her boss/manger saw her so she kept quiet and ran off but her wicked boss caught up with her and told her to keep quiet or you well be next and kept quiet for two years with tears in our...

Quickly moving by the head chef, Marcus yells “Behind!!”, as he carries a large pot of steaming soup. The kitchen is filled with noise, tentacles being dropped into the fryer, the sue chef yelling out orders, butter hitting the fry pan. Marcus makes his way through the maze of a kitchen area, turning and twisting as other staff walk through with their items. Some soup spills on the ground as Marcu...