As we made the 35 minute trek to Wynton’s World, we were hot, exhausted, tired, and EXTREMELY hungry. Luckily, Chef Wynton had a Mediterranean dish ready for us to cook. We had to break up into groups of 3-4 for space purposes. I was extremely excited to cook, but little did I know that I would being working with an anti-chicken toucher.
I was cooking with Mr. Bell and Monica when I realized that I would be the one that had to cook Monica’s chicken because she’s … you would think allergic by touch, but nope she just hates it. Mr. Bell and I marinated the chicken and put the chicken on skewers, while Monica watched us with her glaring eyes with eyes of disgust like in the movie Inside Out. Luckily Monica can eat the chicken, just not eat it, but anyways we enjoyed everything that we made.
However, I was still thirsty, and by the time the food was cooked, I was willing to drink even room temperature water. We headed over to our designated room, and I was pleasantly surprised that not was there ice water, but there was also pink lemonade.
