Chapter 7: Money
The moment the plate was set down on the table, a wave of warm, savory fragrance filled Rhodes' nose. The scent of curry, mixed with the gentle sweetness of high-quality rice, made his stomach growl in anticipation.
He picked up his spoon and took in the sight before him.
On the left side of the plate was a deep brown-red curry, filled with tender cubes of beef, soft chunks of potato, and vibrant pieces of carrot. On the right, a mound of perfectly steamed white rice, looking even more pristine in contrast to the rich sauce.
The colors, the textures, the aroma—everything was so tempting that Rhodes found himself hesitating, unsure of where to begin.
That hesitation, however, lasted only a few seconds before his hunger took over.
Spoon in hand, he cut right through the middle, scooping up a perfect balance of curry and rice.
As soon as it hit his tongue, a medley of flavors exploded in his mouth.
Savory, rich, and aromatic, with just the right touch of heat to make his taste buds tingle. The spices wrapped around the tenderness of the beef, while the smoothness of the curry sauce blended seamlessly with the soft, fluffy rice.
Rhodes wasn't great with spicy food, and even this mild burn made his forehead bead with sweat.
But the moment the heat passed, another layer of flavor emerged—the subtle sweetness of the rice, the deep umami of the beef, and the gentle, comforting texture of the potatoes.
It was so good.