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Carmen is an art. But Casale Scotch Egg does not stop. It was not only Cho Min-joon who surprised him. People in the kitchen seemed to be surprised.
Cho did not say anything and put his Cashews scotch eggs in his mouth. The crispy, crunchy texture of the frying powder stimulated for a moment on the tongue, and then the vinegar quickly faded and the scent of casserole in the meat covered his mouth. The egg hidden in it washes the tongue like a tofu while at the same time the casserole sauce in it was moist and mixed with saliva.
It was delicious. I wonder if this is why I can not even say it is a cashew, I thought it was a moment when I tore a little chicken breast in a casserole and put it in my mouth. Cho Min-joon did not chew meat but looked at Rachel with an expression that seemed to realize something.
"Definitely · · · · It is better to eat only cashews."
Amazingly so. When I ate Cashews scotch eggs, it was quite fun to have a mixed flavor. The luxurious feeling was even stronger. But when I ate this casserole, there was neither luxury nor special fun. But, it was more delicious.
"The idea was good. Improved type of scotch egg. But for a good idea, you just feel like you have stuff. I can not sell these things. Minjun Ah. "
"Yes."
Cho minjun bowed his head with a grim look. After I ate both, I understood Rachel's words. Certainly when he invented this dish, he did not start with the idea of improving the Casillas. The first thing that came to mind was the idea of improving the Scotch egg in a different way.
And when I used the Cashew there, I thought that the combination would be okay. When I came to think about it, it was a pit. I should have studied it more to see if it could really bring back the taste of the Cashew.
"Are you in a hurry?"
Rachel 's question stuck in the depths of Cho' s heart. It was true. I've been making Joe Regano for about a month already. I did not want to develop another recipe to shake America like Joe Regano. Joe Legiano's success in the first place was not just because of the taste, but because of the unexpected fashion through the Internet. Rachel muttered with a bitter look.
"The dishes in the restaurant should be different. Chefs and gourmets are rehearsed as habit. But sometimes the saying is that sometimes we strangle our necks. It does not mean that the horse is challenging the new, but it does not feel like making something ordinary. Even if you make all the world's food, you will not be able to put a hat on your own kitchen to get a fence out of it. "
As well as Cho Min-joon, Anderson nodded his head unintentionally. It was the point I felt many times as they walked through the Grand Chef. The Grand Chef was not even a full-fledged restaurant, but I was trying to assess their cuisine at the point of a restaurant that could serve as a general dinner. Rachel opened her mouth with a calm voice.
"It does not mean that it is bad. If the well to be digged narrows, the depth will also become deeper when the same shovel is made. There is an artisan in one field because that was given to them. However … Sometimes, in itself, there are times when it is already comically altered when it is converted to a restaurant style. Now, look at that. "
Rachel pointed to a fountain in the middle of the hall, a baby angel statue tilting a water bottle on one side. The naked fat body was cute, and sometimes it was not the food of the guests in the hall, but those who stare at it.
"If the statue is naked, say imperfect, and wear children 's clothing on it. What do you think? "
"Uh … I think it looks very cheap."
"That's what it is."
Rachel had just pointed to the plate containing the scotch egg until she was talking.
"Putting a scotch egg on top of a casserole is probably because you are so greedy. At the same time, the obsession would be pretty caught. You have to do something. You have to break out of mediocrity. This is a restaurant. It is also the most famous in the world. "
"But it's a little hard for you to take off your clothes. This is a restaurant. It is where dignity and elegance are required. What should I do? "
"Think of a woman on the street wearing only her underwear. People will point out that she is crazy no matter how beautiful she is. But if the place where the woman is is not the street but the shooting place of the magazine photo, then what about the woman? "
"I'm going to be a beautiful woman, not a crazy woman."
"The dish is the place. Depending on how you take this casserole, it can be a simple dish or a beautiful dish. "
Cho Min-joon recalled what Rachel had said at the moment. Rachel's main focus is on the appearance of food. Because of its appearance, the decoration level reached 10, so I thought it was not just saying that she would say that.
"So if you're new to playing this cashew, are you saying you can go to the menu?"
"Well … It depends on how you play. The taste is great. It was never too much to compare it to a specialty store making a cashew for a lifetime. Plating, however, is simply good and it is not something to share. If you can understand the various personality and artistic sensations in Plating, then you will get the answer yourself. "
At the end of Rachel 's speech, Cho Min – joon bowed silently. It was not because of power. The two eyes were fixed on the casserole which was placed on the bowl.
'Plating is …'
"What have you been doing for a few days now?"
Kaya shook his head as if he was tired. Instead of eating food on the plate, the clay spreads, and it seems that Cho Min-joon who looks at it is a little strange. Kaya rolled his arms over Cho 's neck and reached out over the clay.
"Are you feeling clay?"
"If you use real ingredients, you get too much money. I have to save. "
"Give him the support. Jeff? "
Jefferson The nickname is probably Jeff. But do not call me Jeff. "
Why
"I do not want to call someone else's nickname."
Kaya laughed at the horse and smashed Cho 's ball. She opened her mouth with a sneer as if she was funny.
"There is a childlike corner surprisingly?"
"If so, how would you play it?"
Fine I can help you. "
"When you see the limit, it's best to grab the other's hands."
"When did you say that the walls were meant to be broken by themselves?"
"That's the best time to change."
Kaya tickled Joe 's side in Cho' s blatant reply. At the moment Cho Min – jun twisted and the plate fell on the ground. Cling! The dish was shattered with a sharp sound and hit the marble floor.
Cho Min-joon looked at Kaya with tired eyes. Kaya peeked at Cho Min-joon's arms around her neck, avoiding gazing at her stance. But I could not turn away. Kaya glanced up at Cho Min-joon and saw that his gaze was still heading toward him, and he threw his shoulders.
"· · · · Wrong."
"There…"
"I'll get rid of it."
"Okay, bring some plastic bags and gloves."
"Yeah?"
The sinner could not always have much talk. It was when Kaya hurried to carry plastic bags and gloves. She soon realized something was strange. Cho Min-joon was looking at the broken bowl. Kaya carefully raised his face over Cho 's shoulder.
What… What's going on?
No. Nothing."
Something came up when I saw the broken bowl and it disappeared from my head before I stumbled upon it. Cho Min-joon was trying to sneeze and picked up the plate in a mood.
And it did not disappear after a few days. She was lying on Cho 's knee and standing up to take her jelly.
uncle eat this."
"······Why all of a sudden?"
"Because my uncle is hungry. no
"I'm not really hungry.
"Eat it though. I'll give."
"Yes, thank you."
Cho smiled and laughed, reaching out to the jelly that was placed on Ela 's hand. How can a jelly be put on a small, miserable hand so beautiful? It was a moment when I thought about it. Cho's hands stopped. Ella looked up at her with a strange look.
wae geurae
Ellah Can you hold on for a second? "
"Ella Pal I'm sick …"
"I'll listen to my uncle."
Cho Min – joon reached for a hand under Ella 's elbow and looked at Ella' s hand. I wonder if the jelly now has a bowl or not? Ella's hand was supported, but could it be called a dish?
But that jelly had no Ela's hand dish. That was the jelly that was the most prettiest and most effervescent jelly when it was placed on that hand. Cho Min-joon picked up the jelly slowly. And I put it in my mouth and chewed it. The sweet taste of blueberry flavored jelly stroked his tongue slowly. Ella asked with a loud voice.
"delicious?"
"Yes, it is so delicious."
"Do you want it again?"
No, it's not. Elagan Ela should eat. "
"My uncle also gave me a lot of uncle snacks."
"So Ella would give it?"
"Yes, I thought I should give it to my mom."
"Good. I keep that saying. "
Cho Min-jun pinch a little bit of Ella's ball. Ella laughed brightly enough to hide her eyes and nodded. Cho Min-joon said in a calm voice.
"Ella. You just gave your uncle bigger than you think. So you do not have to think about what to give. "
"What did you give me?"
"Your hand."
"· · · · · Ella hands should not eat.
"I'm not going to eat."
Cho Min-joon smiled and replied in a voice that seemed a little scared. It was not so unusual that I realized just before. The importance of bowl. It felt very clear at the moment that the feeling of being cooked at the same place could be completely different depending on where you put it.
'Then what plate should I use?'
Now it was time to worry about it. Cho Min-joon was about to fall in thought. I wanted to hear the engine from the parking lot, and soon someone opened the door. Cho Min – joon, who had seen the incoming man, was surprised and stood up from his seat.
"Deborah?"
"Oh, Minjun. Long time no see."
"What brings you here? What about the restaurant? "
"It burned and it ruined it."
De Boalah's depressing voice, Jo Min-joon's face became serious. But soon Deborah smiled and shook his hand.
"I'm kidding. Do not make that look. The kitchen is a little old, and I am undergoing renovations on this occasion. It also fixes interior decorations. Teacher, are you in? "
"No, my cotton yarn was in a sick state and I went there now.
"No, I came to surprise you. Actually, even if you see 'Yes, come?' I guess I'll end it. Hi, Ella? Are you eating something delicious? "
Deborah hung kindly to Ella. Thanks to her, Cho Min-joon was free from Ella for a while and was able to head to the kitchen. He pulled out all the dishes in the kitchen and looked at him with a serious face. Maya asked with a strange look.
"Chef. What is all this? "
"I've got that casserole last time. I want to have a bowl to express it sensibly. "
"… Do you really have to make it? It's too complicated. "
"I told you not to worry. We will not make it anyway. "
"Oh, I did. But we still have to do it when we make the test. Can not you do something else? "
Cho did not answer. It was the moment when Maya sighed and shrugged her shoulders. Deborah's voice came from behind her back.
"Are you troubled with the dish?"
"Oh, yes, if you bring the Cashews to the menu, I want a dish that can be used to make a platter that will impress the guests."
"Oh, that's it. Hmm … Minjun, did you like art as a student? "
"Well, moderately. A seems to have gotten quite often. "
"So it will not be difficult. Do not worry about it. I'll be able to fix it soon. I feel that there is sense. "
"Are you talking about dexterity?"
"Not exactly." A sense that distinguishes between pretty and not pretty. "
Deborah looked at the dishes quietly. She was speaking calmly.
"I said. I've done my best to get a Michelin star, but I'm sorry. "
"… I remember."
"I think it is not without taste. It's weird if the Michelin One star restaurant does not taste. But the criteria they rate is not just the taste. Honestly, it's not that subjective. So they're picking up the fun of the interior, the antiquity, the service level of the servers. Even geographical locations are included in the evaluation factor. Not to mention Plating. Minjun, the first generation came to America? "
"Yes, I lived in Korea for decades."
"The difference between oriental and western is there. The East Asian region tastes the greatest value even though it is so. Interior or service is only an additional option. But the West is different. They are a little tricky. I do not just look at the plate, but the joy and pleasure of the place. The answer is either. The first thing that makes you forget other blemishes with overwhelming taste is that you do not get the book because you burnt all the blemishes little by little. Which one would you like? "
Cho Min-joon was troubled for a moment. Taste, and Plating. What was the focus of the question? Cho Min-joon opened his mouth with a slow voice.
"I've had similar questions in the past. I do not remember what I had said at the time.
Cho Min-joon said in a grim voice. It was a serious voice, so that even the person who listened to was nervous.
"Can not we both?"
Chef's greed is endless (2)
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