An Irreversible Sentence
The time has come: the man I deeply admire, Armand Pansotti, has made the decision to end my existence. In a few minutes, I will find myself in an inevitable fate, and I have accepted it calmly.
A Murder With Dignity
Contrary to what you might think, Pansotti is not a coward hiding behind a hitman. Having the courage to look me in the eyes, he will execute his sentence himself, with a smile that reflects his pride as a renowned chef.
The Pressure of Reputation
His fame as a cook is indisputable, and perhaps that is the reason why he wants to eliminate me. The fear of being discovered and losing his establishment leads him to this drastic decision.
The Essence of Armand Pansotti
Describing Armand is a challenge. His physical presence is remarkable, but what really defines him is his world in the kitchen, where he is imbued with the aromas of exquisite dishes, such as his specialty: coulant.
A Sensory Experience
The coulant, a dish I have never tried, fascinates me because of its appearance. When pressed, hot chocolate erupts like a volcano, filling the air with an irresistible fragrance.
The Dance of the Cook
The way he cooks is a work of art. His every movement is delicate, as if dancing to a classical tune, although every now and then a whimper escapes his lips.
The Complicated Relationship
Despite our differences, we share a common hatred: dogs. This aversion somehow binds us together, and makes me wonder why we haven’t formalized our relationship, despite the fact that he’s about to cut me out of his life.
The Day Everything Changed
I remember perfectly the moment we met. A shared look through the glass was enough to get me into their restaurant. Since then, my life revolves around him.
A Dramatic End
Innocent of me, I thought today would be the day he would chase me. In reality, he is tired of my presence and is looking for a way to get me out of his way. Meanwhile, an inspector enters the kitchen, just as Pansotti realizes the violations he is committing.
A Thunderous Fall
In a moment of tension, his shirt gives way, and a button comes off in a gesture that symbolizes his impending defeat. My fate may be tragic, but he too will pay a price for his actions.