Image: © Yinglan
We all start off humbly in whatever profession we take on. So it was with Charlie Watts and his adventure into hospitality.
His first venture was a restaurant catering for an exclusive clientele. In so much as the first six people to arrive were shown to tables and anyone after that lined up outside.
He served two meals, chicken and vegetable and chicken surprise. Now this was a simple fare there is no doubt, but food in Charlie’s hands took on a form of its own.
People loved his chicken surprise and after a few weeks of opening part of the excitement of Charlie’s restaurant was trying the guess what the surprise was.
Between Charlie and his customers was a thin partition and as he had limited space, he could only operate one cooker. All the ingredients he used were packed on a shelf in front of him.
The ‘surprise’ in his surprise chicken was also stored on the shelf in a small jar labelled ‘surprise’.
Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/04/09/fffaw-challenge-week-of-april-10-2018/
Morpethroad 
Do you think they carry that in our local Coles supermarket?
I think it may be something you’ll find on Miss Marble’s supermarket shelf.
Haa haa yes, very probably 😀
🙂
What a surprise. I think all chef’s have their own but he needed something very special to fit six people plus a kitchen with cook in that building. Fun.
I remember being in Tokyo and finding tiny noodle bars that barely sat 10 and with queues outside.
LOL. I suppose if they bother to queue you know its good.
A surprise take. Good one.
Thanks so much.
Maybe it’s best to not know what the surprise ingredient is.
Yes sometimes that is best.
It reminds me of the movie Soylent Green with its ‘mysterious’ ingredient.
Ah yes good point
I’m imagining the substance in the jar marked “surprise” came from a container marked “addictive drugs”. 😀
Certainly not James. More your secret herbs and spices.
Hahahaha! At least he was smart enough to keep the surprise in his surprise chicken, a surprise! LOL! Great story, Michael. I really enjoyed!
Di surprise is a failed cake covered in custard!
As my dad used to say, something to take the taste away.
Ha! My cakes tasted OK, they just didn’t look right!
Must have been a surprise to him also. A boon from a God or Goddess perhaps?
Oh – what is in the jar? Nothing deadly I hope since people weren’t falling down gasping. Well doene.
Thanks so much, I suspect the ‘surprise’ was something that made you come back for more.