As the rich, earthy scent filled the room, the "smoke" in his head finally cleared. He realized he’d been so busy looking at the pedestal he was standing on that he’d forgotten how to stand on the floor.
When the critics sat down, Mateo personally delivered the foam. He stood back, chin tilted up, waiting for the adoration. Instead, the lead critic took one bite, made a face like he’d swallowed a cloud of cleaning supplies, and set the spoon down. Se les subieron los humos
"It’s clever, Mateo," the critic said coldly. "But I can’t eat 'clever.' I came for the heart, and all I found was hot air." As the rich, earthy scent filled the room,