


"But you are right, I need to talk to this guy, and get him to change this review. Always on." She says, her gut churning and rolling over as she keeps thinking about the review.

"You could always call him back, get him to try again? Maybe it was an off day?" Steve suggests. "This could harm my business, guys, what do I do?!" "Okay, well, fine, he can cook but that doesn't mean he knows shit about Sokovian food." She argues, closing her phone down. He's like…The Gordon Ramsey of New Jersey.
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Natasha quirks an eyebrow, "Victor Shade is a famous TV chef turned food critic. "What the fuck does this Victor Shade even know about Sokovian food, huh? What does he know about cooking?" Urg!" She yells, ignoring the people who glare at her. "Their paprikash was like eating a curry that's been left out for days. Scott snorts with laughter, but he quickly hides it behind a cough. One for me and one for the guy holding a gun to my head!" "Would I go back to Maximoff's? Yes, but I would have to buy two meals. "I mean, listen to this," She moves to sit on the armchair opposite her friends, all of them taking a break in a nearby café in the food court. He passed away just under two years ago, and she has missed him every single day since, and she's worked her ass off to keep his memory alive.Īnd yet this Victor Shade thinks it's not good enough. He worked until four days before he died, finally succumbing to cancer. When Pietro got sick, he worked himself to the bone with her for that truck. But, after a lot of hard work and a lot of setbacks, they made it, and their food truck has in the past been described as one of the best in the city, the thing to try, etc. Ten years ago, it was just a pipe dream of her and Pietro's to own a food truck serving the food from their home country. Pietro and I started this together…I promised I would take care of it. Traditional Sokovian food, the way it should be made instead of packaged bullshit. Wanda scowls, "You guys know how hard I worked to get the food truck where it is today. "Later on, he tried again, and I was subpar, which was an improvement, but it hurt." "He called my food abysmal once," Steve says with a shrug. And that Victor Shade guy is really hard to please." "Hell, I get them sometimes about my ice cream truck. "Don't worry about it, Wanda, everyone gets a bad review from time to time." Scott tries to comfort her. Natasha winces, "I was hoping you hadn't seen it." "Have you seen what that asshole food critic wrote about me? He's a fucking moron!" "Have you seen this?!" Wanda nearly screams, waving her phone in front of her friends.
