🍽️ Bonus Scenes – Behind the Rice

Cut scenes, unspoken thoughts, and pineapple-related misunderstandings.

🧍‍♀️ The Waitress’s Perspective

She saw them walk in. Tourists. Probably honeymooners. The guy looked... confident.

The kind of confident that means trouble.

He smiled. She braced.

“Dua fèn jīròu fàn, jiā huángguā, boleh lah?”

Ah. A foreigner trying to be local. She admired that. Sort of.

Did he say huángguā? Or huánglóu? Pineapple?

She smiled. Bowed. Disappeared into the kitchen with quiet dignity — and absolutely no idea what he just ordered.

“Boss, two chicken rice. Extra... something. Sounds like pineapple?”

He nodded, as if to say: Yes. Yes, that’s exactly what Love tastes like.

Back out she went. Pineapple rings arranged like Olympic medals. Glazed pork — her personal touch.

She bowed. The wife’s eyes flickered. The whispering began.

She didn’t hear the words. But she knew that look. That cucumber-shaped disappointment.

👨‍🍳 Chef Lee’s Manifesto

People think chicken rice is simple.

But have you ever plated pork on pineapple under pressure?

Have you ever watched a man’s face fall over the absence of a vegetable?

Chef Lee has. More than once.

He stands behind every pineapple ring. Behind every glaze. Behind every bold artistic decision — including the one time he added raisins (and was politely threatened).

“No regrets,” he says. But he never did it again.

🧓 Grandma at Table 4

“Cucumber? Please. In my day, we had turnip.”

She speaks loudly, to no one in particular.

“Kids these days, so emotional about vegetables.”

She leans over, uninvited, inspecting the plate.

“Pineapple’s good for digestion. That’s probably why they gave it to you. Not a mistake. A blessing.”

She sips soup with finality. She has spoken.

✨Coming Soon: The Rice Itself Speaks

“You think *you* were misheard? Try being smothered under a stranger’s interpretation of sauce.”