Gemotions

He stood in the walk-in refrigerator, surrounded by perfect produce. Chef Ricardo felt the cold seep into his bones, but it didn't lessen the fire in his eyes. The review, tucked into his apron pocket, felt like a burning brand. "Uninspired… pedestrian." He snarled, the sound swallowed by the insulated walls. He reached for the most expensive, rarest ingredients: white asparagus, black truffles, Wagyu beef. He would show them what inspired tasted like, even if it bankrupted him in the process.