English lessons about hospitality

I remember Mrs. Dewi from culinary school.

A traveler asked me for recommendations yesterday.

I love cooking for you.

I wrote a letter to a guest.

I was tired and lost in a new city.

I always said I hated fish.

Tomorrow is a big day.

I want to try again.

I put the seed into the soil today.

A tourist asked me for advice yesterday.

I finally told my boss the truth today.

I put a small amount of money aside every week.

I chop the onion slowly.

A traveler asked me for recommendations.

I went for a walk by the lake this evening.

I know that feeling in my chest.

I heard that song again tonight.

The kitchen feels warm tonight.

Night arrives and the city changes.

A traveler asked me for city suggestions today.

A guest arrived early this morning.

I called my mom tonight.

Tonight I finally saw how tired I was.

I always hated the smell of durian.

I stand at the stove, alone with my thoughts.

The door clicks shut behind the last guest.

I stand near the fruit stall.

I started a small garden today.

A tired guest came to the front desk.

I chop onions and try not to cry.

I remember my first hospitality class.

I look at my uniform.

The guest arrived early, looking exhausted.

I remember the day she pulled me aside.

They are gone now.

I sat next to her at the gate.

I step out of the subway.

I talked to a stranger today.

I saw a tired couple at the front desk.

Tonight I remember my first English hello.

I chop an onion slowly.

I called my mother tonight after my shift.

A traveler asked me for recommendations.

I heard a song on the radio today.

I pack my bag for a new place.

The door clicks shut behind the last guest.

I wrote a letter to my old self tonight.

I chop onions slowly, one slice at a time.

I saw the guest at the front desk.

I stand in the kitchen alone.