Gemotions

Chef Marcus ran a hand through his hair, the newspaper's critique of his beef Wellington still fresh in his mind. The words were brutal, but his reaction was unusual. He felt a giddy lightness in his chest, a strange… excitement. He pictured the critic's refined demeanor, the elegant way he moved around the restaurant, the subtle smile that graced his lips.

He spent the next few hours in a feverish frenzy, poring over recipes and experimenting with new techniques. He would remake the dish. He would make it the best beef Wellington in the city. He wanted him to come back. He wanted him to be amazed.