Chapter 717

Rafael had already parked the car and was waiting for us nearby. As soon as he saw me and Joanna approaching, he grinned and said, "Mr. Palmer, Ms. Cole, how about pasta for lunch?" He led us through the commercial street and eventually stopped in front of a vintage-looking restaurant. The sign above the door simply read, "Authentic Millsburg Cuisine." I paused for a moment. "I thought we were having pasta for lunch? Why are we at a Millsburg restaurant?" "Just wait and see, Mr. Palmer," Rafael said cryptically. We followed him inside and took our seats. Without missing a beat, Rafael placed our order. "Three shrimp pesto pastas, one large braised beef brisket, braised pork belly, and some sautéed vegetables, please." Then, he turned toward us with a smile and explained, "Mr. Palmer, Ms. Cole, this place has been around for over a century. Just like their sign says, it's the most authentic Millsburg cuisine in South District. Lunch was delicious. We devoured the food, finishing