Top Chef: California

I don't own anything just the concept

I would like to thank the few people that read and review my story, culinary is something that I am really passionate about, so to see that some people

like my culinary story line makes me happy. Onward with the story…

"What the hell are you doing here?" I seethe as my eyes connect with hers. She was the last person I would ever want to see here.

"What do you mean what am I doing here? What are you doing here?" Spencer's tone matches mine.

"Well obviously we are both here for the same reason, to win, to be top chef."

"You are just here for the money," she said with a glare.

"I'm not here for the money, I'm here for the glory and the title, the money is just the icing on the cake," I smirked at her.

"It was always about glory and pride with you!"

"So what if it was?"

"Your head is shoved so far up your ass, that you can't even hear what I'm saying."

"I don't need to listen to you anymore Spencer! You are no longer my master! I'm no longer your bitch!" I screamed with pure anger.

Spencer had a small smirk on her face as she stepped closer to me and got in my personal space. I felt my breathing get heavy as her lips were only mere inches away

from my ear.

"You better watch yourself Ashley, I may be a pastry chef but I'm here to win, and I'm going to wipe the floor with you."

With that said she places her bags on her bed and makes her way out of our newly shared room. I watch her as she leaves and I flop back onto my bed. This is not how

I expected this competition to go. Let alone that Spencer was going to be here. I sit up so I'm on the edge of the bed and run my fingers through my hair. I never

expected that when I would see Spencer again that we would get caught up in a screaming match, but even my love for her could not stop my anger from coming

through.

"Oh, fuck." I say as I rub my face and walk into the bathroom to wash away the dirt and grime that has accumulated during my flight. I look at my face in the mirror as

I dried it off. "You can do this Davies. Get your head in the game, you got this."

"ATTENTION CHEFS PLEASE REPORT TO THE KITCHEN." I hear from an intercom over my head. I quickly change from my jeans, discarding them to the floor, and pull

on a pair of checks. I grab my knifes and make my way to the kitchen.

Once I'm in the kitchen I'm surprised by the size of it. it is a complete industrial kitchen, it is just like working in a restaurant. All of my competitors are at their tables

setting up for a challenge and I just so happened to be the lucky one who's table was next to Spencer's. Does god hate me? I chanced a glance at her and she looked

calm. Unaffected by our little quarrel earlier. Maybe Spencer does not even care about me anymore, nevertheless one thing I could tell you was that she had her game

face on, and I could tell that she was going to be my toughest competition.

"Good even Chefs and welcome to the Top Chef mansion," Padma begins as she stands in front of the kitchen with Tom.

"Now I know that it late, and most of you are tired, but everyone knows that as chefs we work late hours," Tom chimes in.

"Chefs your quick fire challenge tonight is to prepare a protein and a starch. It can be anything you want. The pantry and fridge are located in the back of the kitchen.

The winner of this challenge will receive five thousand dollars furnished by Vulcan. Chefs you have thirty minutes, begin," Padma announces and everyone springs into

action. I run back into the walk-in and go straight for the proteins. I see a beautiful venison tenderloin and I grab it. As I turn around I see some nice fresh shiitake

mushrooms, and it was then that I knew my concept. After I found my protein I head over to the pantry and look around for the Arborio rice. I am the first one back at

station and I immediately get some brunoise onions and the rice into a pan with some butter. I toast the rice gently before I add chicken stock and continuously stir and

add more stock so I can get my perfect risotto. As my risotto gets about half way done I turn to the tenderloin and begin to clean it and make a six ounce portion. I

encrusted the tenderloin with cracked black peppercorns and sear it off in a pan then throw it into the oven to finish. I look at the clock and see that I have about seven

minutes left, I run to grab my plates and some cognac. I make a quick sauce with the cognac and grab all of my elements so I can begin plating. My steak is resting and

my sauce is done, everything is looking good. I taste my risotto and it is perfect. I place the risotto on the plate then I slice my steak, perfect med-rare. After I place the

steak on the plate I sauce the steak and wipe the edges of the plate for good presentation. I sprinkle on some chopped parsley and my plate is beautiful. Pure sex on a

plate.

"Chefs stop your work!" Padma announces.

I wipe the sweat off my brow and smile as the judges go around to each dish to taste.

"Hello Chef Ashley, please tell us what you have prepared for us this evening," Tom says.

"Today I have prepared a peppercorn encrusted venison filet with a cognac demi-glace and a wild mushroom risotto," I say with pure confidence.

"I have to say Chef Ashley, this dish is excellent. You have a natural talent," Padma all but moans out.

"Thank you."

With that the judges move on the Spencer and her food looks good.

"Chef Spencer, Welcome what have you created today?" She is asked

"Today I made a lemon pink peppercorn oven roasted chicken breast, with a lavender compound butter and roasted garlic mashed potatoes," Spencer says with a bright

smile. Damn that sounds really good. The judges give her all good reviews and continue on to everyone else's dishes until all dishes have been tasted.

"First Chefs, thank you all for the lovely food everything tasted amazing. However there is only one prize. The top two dishes came from Chef Ashley and Chef Spencer

. Both Chefs made incredible dishes but today the winner is Chef Ashley."

"Yes!" I holler out as I do a fist pump in the air "Thank you very much."

"Congratulations Chef Ashley you have one five thousand dollars. Once again Chefs thank you for the meals, please sleep well," Tom says then they exit the kitchen.

I turn towards Spencer and throw a towel on her station. I know dick move.

"If you're going to talk shit back it up Carlin."

"The war is not over yet Davies," She hisses.

Yeah I realize that what I said was unnecessary but it was like word vomit, it just came out. My ego has a mind of its own sometimes. I quickly clean up my station and

then go wander around the house to find a phone. I think my buddy Aiden needs an update on what has gone on today in the Top Chef mansion.

Now here is a glossary for culinary terms if anyone does not understand something

Checks- checkered pants

Vulcan- Equipment Company

Venison- Deer

Arborio- Italian rice used to make risotto

Risotto- creamy rice

Cognac- Brandy liquor

Demi-glace- stock and brown sauce reduced by half really beefy and tasty

R/R