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Chapter 109: Chapter 109 (edited)

Before I knew it, the deliciousness of the pig intestines that Kara had mentioned began to spread.

The main reason is that the concept was so well presented—just like a catchy novel title that makes readers curious enough to dive into its pages. Pig intestines, while already a potentially delicious dish when prepared correctly, weren't something anyone in Metropolis had thought of eating before. Kara's unique take and recipe ignited a spark of curiosity that quickly turned into a wildfire.

Once the first batch of people tried the dish, they couldn't stop raving about it. Word of mouth spread like a chain reaction. Soon, even those who initially ridiculed the idea couldn't resist giving it a shot.

Television stations that had mocked Kara's column just days ago changed their tone entirely. Some of their own hosts admitted on talk shows that pig intestines, when prepared correctly, were a true delicacy. The premise was simple: it had to be handled well. Conveniently, Kara's column laid out an incredibly detailed process—from cleaning the ingredients to a step-by-step recipe, everything needed to replicate the dish was included.

Her meticulousness paid off. Those who followed her recipe discovered an unexpected culinary gem. The popularity of pig intestines skyrocketed, sparking a frenzy across the city.

The initial reaction at the Daily Planet, however, was mixed. Copies of the paper carrying Kara's recipe had undersold that day. Perry White was devastated as almost 88% of the newspapers were returned.

But then, a dramatic twist unfolded.

Whispers of the dish's success began circulating, piquing the curiosity of Metropolis' elite. A particularly surprising endorsement came from Lionel Luthor, patriarch of the influential Luthor family.

Lionel's approval carried weight akin to Bruce Wayne's influence in Gotham. His praise for Kara's recipe—describing pig intestines as "fat but not greasy, rich in flavor, and uniquely satisfying"—gave the dish credibility that no one could have foreseen. He even compared its cost-effectiveness favorably to expensive delicacies like foie gras, which could cost thousands per serving.

Lionel's endorsement turned the city's curiosity into a craze. Lines formed outside newsstands, and copies of the Daily Planet with Kara's recipe were suddenly in massive demand. Perry had to recall unsold issues and print additional batches just to keep up.

In total, four reprints were required to satisfy the relentless demand. Even with this unprecedented success, Perry remained cautious, printing only moderate quantities at a time for fear of oversaturating the market. But the madness didn't stop.

People who had dismissed Kara's column days earlier were now attempting the recipe in their own kitchens. The dish's appeal crossed state lines, with headlines in neighboring cities marveling at Metropolis' sudden obsession.

Within five days, Kara's column transformed from a laughingstock to a culinary phenomenon. Yet, while the city celebrated her victory, Kara herself was locked away in her office, typing furiously on her keyboard with a steaming cup of coffee beside her.

When Perry barged into her office, his face lit up with excitement. "Kara, you did it!" he exclaimed.

Kara didn't even look up. Pushing her glasses up with her finger, she replied dryly, "I'm working. If you don't mind, please leave and close the door behind you."

Perry rolled his eyes but chose not to argue. Instead, he paused at the door and glanced back. "What are you working on? Another food column?"

Kara smirked, adjusting her glasses again, this time with her middle finger. "Not quite. I'm writing about who had dinner with whom last night, how they went to the park afterward, and finally checked into a hotel together. Didn't leave until morning."

Perry's jaw dropped. He hurried over to her desk, peering at her monitor. Sure enough, she wasn't joking—her new piece was a full-fledged gossip column.

"You can't be serious!" Perry groaned. "Your pig intestines recipe is still making waves, and here you are writing about hotel scandals? I need another food column, Kara!"

Kara tilted her head and blinked innocently. "I'm not stopping you from writing it, am I?"

Perry gritted his teeth. "You're unbelievable. Do you really want me to beg you?"

Feigning thoughtfulness, Kara replied, "Well, since you're offering..."

"Fine!" Perry relented. "I'm begging you, okay? Please write another food column!"

Kara finally relented, though not without milking the moment. "Alright, alright. My next feature will be... chicken tails."

Perry groaned again, throwing his hands in the air. "Do you have to make everything so challenging?"

Unbothered, Kara chuckled to herself as she resumed typing.


Chapter 110: Chapter 110 (edited)

Kara debated briefly. Was it acceptable to transition from writing about chicken butt to pig intestines? Fortunately, she wasn't crazy enough to risk it. The first article on pig intestines had been intended to shock and attract attention, but her column was about food, not novelties.

Is chicken butt tasty?

To those who like it, yes. For others, not so much. It certainly didn't hold the tested reputation of pig intestines, beloved for generations. Kara had plenty of ideas, though. For instance, she could highlight how some regions looked down on pork altogether, relegating it to bacon, ham, or fried ribs.

This time, Kara recommended pork belly—also known as "three-layer pork belly."

The name originated from its ideal structure: layers of lean and fatty meat alternating three times, giving it a balanced, marbled appearance. She suggested two dishes—simple yet delicious. One was steamed pork belly, enhanced by her unique blend of seasonings tailored to regional tastes. The other was braised pork, rich but not greasy, and irresistibly sweet.

The response was overwhelming. Despite the simplicity of her recipes, they resonated with her readers, earning widespread acclaim. Surprisingly, pork—once undervalued—was suddenly sought after. Prices spiked across the city as demand soared, and metropolitan locals jealously guarded their newfound secret, unwilling to share the recipes with neighboring towns.

Kara had achieved her goal. Two installments were all she needed to secure her credibility and privileges at The Planet Daily. Even her previously skeptical colleagues acknowledged her talent, while Perry, her editor, kept a wary eye on her every move. He feared she might return to writing scandalous gossip columns, which had previously stirred chaos.

It wasn't entirely unjustified. Kara's brief stint as a gossip columnist had been wildly successful—not because she fabricated stories, but because everything she wrote turned out to be true. Perry had been baffled by how accurately her articles predicted the scandals that paparazzi later uncovered.

Now, Kara focused on her food column, which updated weekly. Perry insisted on this frequency to ensure she wouldn't disappear for weeks on end. Her articles were so popular that readers even joked about tying her to the office so she could write more food guides. Perry couldn't afford to lose her—chefs and amateurs alike found it impossible to replicate her unique voice and perspective.

After submitting her next month's batch of articles, Kara finally earned a rare day off. She decided to visit Metropolitan University, her alma mater, to see her younger brother, Clark. Returning to the familiar campus brought a wave of nostalgia. She wandered the playground, savoring the break, until a faint noise caught her attention.

Curious, Kara followed the sound toward a secluded corner, a spot notorious among students for its late-night rendezvous. Kara couldn't resist investigating. She crept closer, only to be startled when a familiar face appeared before her.

Clark stood there, his expression caught between embarrassment and resignation. "It's not what you think," he explained quickly.

Kara's curiosity turned into disbelief. "Clark, in broad daylight? Have you lost your mind?" she scolded, slipping into her usual role as the authoritative older sister.

Clark sighed. "I told you—it's not what you think. My classmate Lois had a wardrobe malfunction. I was just helping her out."

Kara peered around Clark, spotting a tall, beautiful young woman standing behind him. Lois had a shy demeanor, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she wore Clark's loose jacket over her shoulders.

Kara's stern expression softened. "Nice work, little brother," she teased, clapping him on the shoulder. Clark winced under her enthusiastic praise—being the youngest in the family always seemed to put him at the bottom of the hierarchy.

Lois, still blushing, stepped forward and addressed Kara. "Miss Kent, I'm Lois Lane. I've read all your articles—your older columns and your new ones. I love the way you describe food and scenery. It's captivating."

Kara's eyebrows rose in approval. She turned to Clark with a sly grin. "Lois, what do you think about my brother?"

Lois blinked in surprise. "Excuse me?"

The question seemed abrupt, but Kara's mischievous smirk suggested she wasn't entirely serious. The interaction left Lois flustered and Clark groaning at his sister's antics.


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