Jane found a place and sat down, her mood dropped, her heart suddenly heavier than ever. And just like that, tears welled up in her eyes. Yes, Jane cried. For the first time, she felt sad and down like this. That's it, nothing new. Just a fleeting sadness. So Jane lost, there was nothing left to save. Because in the first place, she inherently lost when she had absolutely no idea how to cook those dishes.

But Jane was also quite happy and proud of herself. Because she did not give up, Jane cooked them with all she knew, with all her little heart, regardless of whether they were correct...