The Game Changer by Lana Ferguson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lana Ferguson
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DELILAH
See?” I wink at the camera as I pull the tray from one of the double
ovens on set, making sure they can get a good view of the flaky,
browned goodness there. “I bet most of you at home were thinking this was
impossible when we started, but look how easy that was.” I set the tray on
the cooling rack, pulling off my branded oven mitts and making a show of
inhaling from the still-hot pastries. “Mm. Look at us. Who would have
thought? Making pain au chocolat with stuff we already had lying around!”
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I blow on the pastry gently before taking a small bite, making
appreciative noises for the camera’s benefit. Not that it isn’t delicious,
because it is, but honestly, my stomach is still a little sour thinking about
the meeting I have waiting for me after I finish filming this episode.
“Okay,” I say, licking the remnants of chocolate from my finger and
setting the half-eaten sweet back on the tray. “If you can stop at just one of
these, you’re better than me. I will be shamelessly sneaking seconds the
moment those cameras turn off. Don’t forget my hot tip about making your
dough the night before and letting it chill overnight, and be sure to tag me
in your attempts on social media! I love seeing everyone and their
creations.”
I glance at the unfinished dessert on the tray, biting my lip before
grinning at the camera. “Okay, I have to finish that, I can’t just let it sit
there!” I shove the rest of the pastry into my mouth, mmming loudly. “Wow.
That really is so good.” I put on my brightest smile after swallowing it
down, zeroing in on camera one. “Next time, I’m going to show all of you
how to make éclairs at home with mascarpone.” I hold out my hands. “Trust
me, you’re going to want to see what that’s about. But until then, just
remember that baking”—I make sure to accentuate the next bit with a
practiced twirl of my finger—“is whisk-y business.”
“And cut.”
I relax from the pose I’m holding, blowing out a breath.
“That was great, Dee,” the floor manager, Greg, tells me.
I pull my apron over my head, frowning at the bits of flour that escaped
the hem to cover my chest—a common occurrence, with my…ample
landing zone. Everybody wants huge tits until there’s flour involved. “What
about that egg I dropped?”
“Nah, we can definitely cut that out in post.”
“Perfect,” I tell him, dropping the apron on the counter and moving
away from the stage kitchen.
“Hey, Delilah, you want the rest of these?”
I glance back at the pain au chocolat still sitting on the cooling tray, our
boom operator, Dante, standing beside them with a hungry look. Normally,
I would be snatching up the leftovers and hoarding a few for myself before
passing them around to the crew, but as it is, I just shake my head.
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