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"If you eat the same style, will you stick to the whole style of each side dish?"
Well… If you stick to this style, you will give up the Western recipe at all, which is not a merit but a disadvantage. While bringing the advantages of wearing a hanger, it does not lose its oriental color … it is the primary goal to use all kinds of recipes. I should think about recipe once I think about it. "
There were a few directions in my head. The color of the Korean food was rather dark than the thought. Maybe it was because I always exchanged with the Hongiksi. Because he would let you know about the recipes that Hong can not imagine almost every day.
Frankly speaking, if you bring the recipe of Hong Man – sik, you can be sure that Cho Min – joon will not be hard to survive today 's tournament.
'But I can not do that.'
The amount of know-how and secrets was enough to bring. If you steal the recipe and win it, it will not be his victory. It was better to be a good loser than to be a poor winner. Theo seemed to be curious.
"But if you go to the same form, it's a minjun from Japan. It would not be easy to get an idea. "
"I came from Korea, not Japan. And Kaya is not a Western field. "
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm confused. But western style is not the main field? "
"If you do not mind, I can see all the world's cuisine as a Caja majors."
It would have been more appropriate to call it an omnipotence to be expressed a little more honestly. I was familiar with all kinds of dishes, but at the same time I could not dig deeply into the dishes of any country. For this reason, although I have been looking into books related to cooking these days, but I can not attach any qualifications to my studies, the theory was still much less than Cho Min-joon.
But Cho did not worry at all. He said in a confident voice.
"Whatever idea I have, Kaya can thoroughly analyze and evaluate the idea. I believe that, and I might challenge the dinner. "
"Well, then I have nothing to say. I must be nervous. "
"Relax. That way, we win in a distraction. "
At the end of Cho Min-joon, Theo laughed lightly.
The meal ended in a rather favorable atmosphere than I had expected. When I think about three days left, I did not know how many more times I would like to go out to eat like this. Cho Min-joon looked at the clock. Thirty minutes flew out during the meal, but I was not nervous at all. There was a lot of recipe coming up. But it was their homework to worry about how best to combine them.
"Bob is going to do the bite."
"· · · ·?
"Yes, it is called rice in bamboo shoots, and it is stuffed with jujube or chestnuts. And I'm thinking about putting a lot of leaves on it. If you put other kinds of herbs besides the leaves, it is not bad. "
This was the attraction of fusion cuisine. A typical Korean chef will use other Korean ingredients, such as lotus seeds, to make changes in herbs, but … I could think of various herbs such as basil and sage when I turned my gaze a little to the world.
"But what's the big tree like in the pantry?"
"I have to ask the management. This is not something you have to prepare for a long time.
"But if the rice itself is so fragrant, can it match up with other ingredients? You said that last time. There is also a difference between white rice and black rice. To be able to enjoy the taste of the ingredients properly, it is better not to make the rice taste strong by putting the white rice. "
"It did."
"But if you use it in a lotus leaf, jujube, or chestnut, then the rice itself will be too strong. Are you confident you can match other foods? "
"We've never been confident. I'm guessing. "
Cho Min-joon answered with a relaxed voice. If I wanted to find a dish that somehow matched it, there was no reason not to find it. I believe there is no such thing as a dish that does not match any other food.
Kaya put his hand on his chest. Whether she was nervous or uncomfortable, she drove her back and breathed long.
"This is what I'm nervous about. I do not care if I'm lost. I just think about how the judges will react, but my heart just bumps. "
"It does not matter if you get lost. What a prize. "
"콱, really. It's not about that now. "
"Do not be nervous.
"Can you guarantee?"
"No, no matter how close you are, you can not hear that the guarantee is not yours … evil!"
"I know you can hit me if you hit me."
"· · · · · Already beat the line."
Cho Min-joon was tired of his side with his wrist. Kaya crouched and tapped the countertop.
"Shut up and make a recipe. Once you have used the defensive, you can use it, where to take it? "
"Suvid is also a chicken. The chicken is also a bead. I personally did not see chicken tastes better than the chicken breast that I had baked in a bevade way. "
"Are you okay with Papa's chicken?"
"… Chicken and chicken are different."
"Okay, so let 's try a chicken with Suvid' s method. How do you do the sauce? I would have been pretty nervous about the smell of jujube and bank in the rice. "
"It's a question of how to grab that tangy taste."
In Korea, I would not have thought of catching this taste. Because I was so accustomed to it, I did not have the consciousness that it was tantalizing. But the judges were not Koreans. I had to figure out how to best fit their tastes.
'What is better?'
There were two ways of choosing when to catch the gratitude of meat, the smell of seafood. You can erase the taste through sauce or lemon juice, or you can express the taste itself just enough to feel good. And as Joe Min – joon thinks, the way he should choose for this situation has now been decided.
"You can not give up your nerve."
"Could be pretty exotic?"
"If you were afraid that you would not accept it because you thought it was exotic, you should not have been tempted to have a formal dinner in the first place."
"I'm not drying it. It's a joke. It was a bit too hard to get to the topic before, and now it is quite challenging. I smell a man. "
Kaya flashed the ball as Cha Min-joon was embarrassed by the horse's mouth. By the age of my original age, I was about thirty years old now, and I wonder why I'm so embarrassed.
Kaya was quite fond of that. I can not hate the old fiasco, but I did not want to see a lot of shoulders crouching forever.
'You have to run to the end of this road.'
She was not going to rest. Above the high buildings of downtown I looked up at the awkward street of Harlem. I wanted to find her place on the windows that shined in the sunlight. I thought to find it. So, the place of Cho Min-joon should also be there. Otherwise, it would be the same as living in a totally different place.
Rachel's implicit successor. Rose Island's next representative candidate. A genius chef who has developed a recipe for 'Joe Regano', the owner of a unique taste in history and a new American dessert history at a young age.
It is not uncommon for him to have many such titles at his age. At least Kaya did not know at all. The proficiency in the job of chef was directly proportional to age. Sometimes I did not go into junior high school and I worked at a restaurant, and some of them picked up Michelin stars in their early twenties, but even those people did not get as much reputation and reputation as Cho.
Considering that Cho did not have a chance to open his restaurant yet, he had no idea how long he would come up when he set up a restaurant later on. But still, Kaya was not nervous. I was afraid that if I was a pretty woman, I would be able to match her level, but Kaya was not afraid.
'I'll go up there too.'
It just lagged more than it was right now. At one time the backwardness was pretty irritable, but now it is not. Cho Min-jung gave her faith. Her talent is much greater than she thinks. She also made me believe that there is a big, solid wing that will fly to the end of the sky.
Kaya sharpened his eyes and opened his mouth.
"It's good to have an exotic way. But you know you have to adjust the degree, right? It's a totally different story to give up exoticism and localization. "
"I think so. So I do not want to make all the dishes taste like root vegetables. It's good enough with rice and chicken. The beef will vary depending on where you use it, but … I am thinking about moderately combining the ribs and the beef bourguignon. "
"I think both of them have quite a lot of cooking in common. It is also a way to introduce Korean cuisine to the most French people. "
"The problem is fish ……… If chicken is a black garlic juice or onion juice, such as gravy with my sauce, if you hit it, you will have a sweet sweetness, but moderately sweet taste will come out. Not to mention the sweetness of the ribs. But if the fish tastes sweet here ….
"I think it's ambiguous. I think it would be okay to have a spicy and moderately spicy taste. "
"But now the fish dishes in my head are pretty sweet taste."
"But I do not think I will make pigs?"
Kaya seemed to be curious. Cho said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Actually I do not mind putting pigs. But what I was trying to do was to pick one side dish from poultry meat in this way …. This is what we basically take in France. I wanted to be able to feel the feeling of France in the dress. Rather than being greedy for taste, I should say greed for a little fun. "
"Anyway you are unique. I do not feel like having fun on things like that. "
But rather, it might be that Cho Min-joon is distinguished from ordinary chefs. I wanted to put my philosophy and ideology on the table, because the general chefs did not try well. It did not mean that it was better than not to carry it. Rather, it might not be good. It is no different than making one more norm to beat yourself when you cook normally.
But if you can produce a perfect dish despite the norm, then surely …
'I want to think of the norm itself as delicious. People.'
Kaya was able to think of it as difficult. In every single act that Cho Min-jung made lightly, people still tended to give meaning and try to worship it halfway. Maybe it was because it was never tasted. Absolute tastes seemed to be almost absolute talent for people. Nobody thought that it was common. The prejudice that he was a genius had the power to get more points than he ever did.
"Only use the type of galbijim, but the sauce would be all right if I did it on my own?"
"Do you own the source entirely?"
Now
But Kaya was not scared by the people's reputation for looking at Cho Min-joon. Cho Min-joon was accepting Kaya as a partner. The partner was unable to look up the partner. She did not hesitate to tell her opinion. It did not really need to. The real absolute taste was that she had.
And the courage raised and raised the level of conversation between the two. An idea that might take weeks or months alone was poured and polished at once.
About five hours passed. The conversation did not end during the recipe preparation time. The staff I watched were embarrassed. Just because they talked to each other, they even sweated.
'Genius is not a genius.'
At the young age of his early twenties, he reached the semifinals of the Paris International Cuisine Competition. That fact alone is great enough, but now that I look at it, I can not help feeling that much more. So Jo Min-joon and Kaya ended the conversation in people's outer world. Discussions, more than anything else, made a pleasant exchange.
"Let's just be satisfied with this. I have to adjust the rest. "
"Yup." Then…
I'm sorry to hear you at first glance.
However, Cho Min-joon's eyes looked at 10 points.
Weeping seeds of weeds (3)
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