Sweetness of Chocolate or Sourness of Tears?
Mothers always have some tricks to keep their kids quiet and rarely one can defy them. I was crying so hard that Friday because I had a difficult swimming practice in the early morning, and I had to go to piano class after, and I was too tired. I didn’t want to go to my class. My mom told me she found a restaurant which is so perfect, so we made a deal: If the food was good, I will go to the class but if it wasn’t, she will cancel my class. We arrived at my competition, Leon Restaurant. I liked the name because I have a dog with the same name but I tried not to show that I’m pleased. The entry of the restaurant had lots of colourful, beautiful flowers. The headwaiter, who was a bald guy with a big, warm smile on his face, was waiting to give us the hearty welcome. His manner was so friendly, it made me smile unconsciously. He guided us to the upstairs. The smell of wood around the room, combined by the green colour of leaves, and the nest of the bird out of the window on a tree totally changed my mood, but I didn’t want to give up. The kindhearted waiters were so caring and helpful. They gave us the menu and also the welcome drinks. The cherry red drink was salty and sour and tasted it was like nature: alive and savage. I ordered Milano for my main meal even though I didn’t know what was it. The softness of noodles and the chicken which was combined with white cheese, and salty tomato sauce was like heaven. I couldn’t act out anymore because the taste of food just made me smile. So, after the main meal, I figured I actually had to go to the class and my tears came back. The bald man came to me and thought the problem was about the food. I explained the situation and he promised he will fix it. He returned with a magical chocolate soufflé. He gave me that and didn’t say anything else. He and his tasty chocolate soufflé made it. I don’t know what was in that but it just made me the happiest person in the world at that moment. However, the price was a little bit expensive but it worth it because everything in that restaurant brought happiness to me. My mom and I have gone there every Friday for four years, and every time I order my magical soufflé. The bald man taught me, sometimes a warm smile and sweet chocolate soufflé can overcome the sourness of the tears.
