Alex F. Fayle

This short story is a delightful snack that foodies may enjoy. This slim story tackles subjects bigger than its tiny waist and features a rather daring combination of a woman salad chef battling to become a leader in a male dominated kitchen while serving a familial society of assassins who have turned to non-magicked foods partially because of their proclivity for recreational revenge poisonings. It could make quite a film or even a stage play with the right cast and director.

It's impossible to rate such a story, so here's an explanation if how I did it: a three on the story telling scale, a minus one because the reader could be further transported inside the story with a more liberal sprinkle of humors and a plus one for some beautiful scene setting and well described details of baking, the matriarchs, and the greenhouses !… (mere)