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The scene opens in Anton Savor’s kitchen. The room is pristine, its cold stillness broken only by the faint hiss of a pan. On the counter sits a single plate, its white porcelain framing a perfectly seared scallop. Anton stands … Read More

The scene opens in Anton Savor’s kitchen where the hum of precision tools echoes through the air. At the center, Anton stands before an ornate scale, its shimmering plates balanced perfectly. He observes it with calm detachment, running his hand … Read More

The scene opens in a dark room where shadows dance across the walls, cast by a single lantern resting on a wooden table. At the center sits Anton Savor, his hands gently coiling a frayed noose, its rough fibers brushing … Read More

Cooking is an art of precision. And no dish exemplifies this better than the soufflé. A wonder of delicacy, balance, and timing, it demands patience and care to rise to perfection.  In the hands of a master it becomes a … Read More

The scene opens in Anton Savor’s kitchen. On the counter lies a single beaker filled with a murky bubbling liquid. Anton stands over it, his gaze calm and calculating. “Alchemy. The ancient practice of turning lead into gold. The dream … Read More

Ahem.  Are you awake, Roland?  Or are you still wandering, lost in that realm between dreaming and waking where everything feels familiar but wrong?  How many times have you played that same question in your head, searching for an answer that … Read More

The scene opens in Anton’s kitchen, where we find him gazing upon an assortment of tools and utensils laid out before him. Each item rests in a particular spot, each surface spotless, as Anton’s quiet intensity fills the room. “Have … Read More

The scene opens in Anton’s kitchen where two sets of unique ingredients are laid out on a counter before him. One side holds honey, fruits, and cream. The other side holds vinegar, dark chocolate, and spices.  Anton stands between them, … Read More

The scene opens in Anton’s kitchen. He stands in front of a wooden butcher block table, carefully sharpening a knife. Opposite of him stands a younger chef named Simon.  “You’ve been apart of my brigade for years, Simon. You’ve seen … Read More

A kitchen functions best when each member knows their role. When every task is executed with precision, balance, and purpose. A brigade will make sure of that. But sometimes, the brigade falls apart. Sometimes, no matter how qualified the chef, … Read More