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Perfection
"What is perfect. Is the soup? Or is it a good match with the chip? "
Both
Kaya asked a question that I was muttering without knowing. Though it was not about him, Cho Min-joon almost ridiculed and read the reminders in front of him. Perfect. The conditions required to reach gourmet level 10 were extremely simple. Perfect. Being perfect. 'The horse is perfect …'
It fell down. There was one condition but not one condition. It was virtually nothing more than hundreds of conditions. To be perfect means to be at a level where you can meet it under any conditions.
Cho Min-joon turned to Kaya. I always knew that Kaya's gourmet level 10 was great. None of the people he has ever seen have reached gourmet level 10 except Kaya.
But now I realized it. That short note number 10 has the weight.
And I was convinced that the thoughts I once had were unfounded. 10 was not a place for everyone. It was not a place that anyone could reach by trying. Fortune, and talent. When all that was permissible, it was the level 10 level that I could catch a clue at that time.
And what kind of woman is Kaya Lotus that made it before twenty?
"· · · · · · What is it, why look like that?"
So so I want to eat well. "
"Because I did not buy it?"
"Why is the story going to you?"
Cho Min-joon responded with a smile as if he did not expect such a reaction. Even in this situation, a woman is a woman. Kaya sighed and opened her mouth.
"Oh, I will sting if I eat."
"Do not think about living, when you eat."
"If you do not go to the hook."
Saying that, Kaya once again squeezed the creamy soup into his mouth. And I made a look that seemed to melt into the very taste. As I talked about living, the spoon did not stop, and already the obsession with diet seemed to be long before the pleasure of taste.
'It's delicious.'
Suddenly, I realized that I had a trivial fact. It was that Kaya did not approach analytical posture when he ate food. She just enjoyed the food in front of her eyes. I felt my instincts and senses, not my thoughts.
I have been envious of it for a long time. Cho Min-joon was as nervous as possible when cooking, and if he did not bring up all the senses, he could not feel the cooking as fine as Kaya. And at the same time I envied. It is simply enjoyment. You can also do it like Kaya, but how can you have already reached gourmet level 10 while tasting without such a special thought.
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Kaya did not have to go through the road that Cho Min-joon had to think about, to walk. Kaya already knew the answer. Her gourmet was perfect from the start.
How the taste was structured, how the tongue of people worked on the brain, and instinct already told her everything.
Cho did not think how he could catch up with it. Now his goal was not Kaya. It was similar, but different.
'It has to be perfect.'
And as I became aware of the condition of gourmet level 10, there was also something that I guessed naturally.
It was the difference between the levels 9 and 10. No, it was an overwhelming and brutal gap that was ambiguous to say the difference.
'You have to make Rachel, perfect.'
That would be the only way to get her to overtake Daniel.
It was then. One person familiar with their future came to me. It was Justin. After exchanging a short blindfold with Cho Min-joon, Justin opened his mouth with a polite voice.
"It is bread to eat together. This rye bread was made with apricots and figs, and by the side is a breed. And finally, this is an English muffin. "
Take care…
"Oh, yes, well done."
Justin was surprised at the moment and soon opened his mouth with a laughing smile. Recently, I heard that Justin had already been out of Star Jusinse and became a cook. And maybe thanks to that, I'm going to come out here and cut the bread myself.
Some might say that it is rather a drop in the kitchen, but it is not. Even Rachel did not take lightly to cut bread. Its thickness and temperature, and everything it had to match exactly what she wanted, was able to convey the taste she had planned to her guests.
Shortly after the bread came out, the next course came out. Foie gras and escargar filled the inside of the dumplings, and it was the only lettuce dish. Lettuce steamed and moist and sweet, but the inside of the lettuce was completely different. As well as the Foie gras that reached the limit of richness and oily flavor, the escargot which was chewed like a scallop by the side was like the meat which was one from the beginning.
Of course, it was not the only two of them. Potatoes, carrots, and tomatoes that have been cooked together with various herbs spread like sauces and soaked their mouths.
I put truffles with lettuce in my mouth, and I felt that all the fragrance was crushed by truffle incense in real time.
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It was a matter of course. Joe did not find any shortage until he went to Dave's restaurant. Rachel was a step ahead of Dave. Even though the decades of time have made her a little rusty, the size has not diminished.
It was the same when I tasted the next gratin. Gratin filled with zucchini pumpkin and pumpkin gnocchi, crab meat, and sauce made from cream and masala. When the truffle smeared over the browned cheese was poured into the spoon with the contents, when the cheese so tangled stuck on the lips and sucked on the side. Cho Min-joon felt instinctive. From the beginning his approach was wrong. Rachel's dish can not go wrong. She was not a man who could not figure out one of her own dishes when she was wrong.
Right now, when he took his newly imagined dish to Rachel. I think he did it perfectly in his own way, and Rachel was still seeing that it was not perfect.
'But I can not finish this at the brisk stage.'
Once collapsed here, it does not collapse by itself. Even the hope of giving to Rachel is broken. Cho Min-joon could not condone it.
If you can not find any deficiency, you can find a way to make it more beautiful. No matter how beautiful a person is, the atmosphere is completely reversed depending on how you wear one.
Cho had to find clothes to wear to Rachel now.
Let's think systematically. Look back slowly from start to finish. Let's see how each of those dishes works in my mouth. The flow is good. Although Garish has a sense of being a little redundant, he even intended it. It's just a matter of choice. Then what? What is the difference between Daniel and Rachel?
Even though I thought so, the dishes continued to come out. Cho Min-joon sums up the dishes one by one and looks at the gap between Daniel and Rachel.
It was quite impressive that the lasagna with grazed lasagna and arugula stir-fry with jujube and jujube, mainly using pacemaker and rangustine. The different juices that explode in the mouth every time you eat a bite are the most aggressive taste Rachel has ever had.
The subsequent dishes were the same. The red mullet, dressed in almonds, was placed on top of a sliced lime and salad with olive pickles on top of it, but it also gave me the feeling of eating almond-flavored fried flour .
When the crispy bark was mixed with the moist texture, I was so proud that I was making these kinds of dishes near this person.
Next came a tenderloin steak with a bunch of sliced truffles, followed by rump tartar. The caviar on top of the tartar was almost completely roasted on top of the beef, and the flavor was firmly tangled with each other, leading to a mysterious taste that was neither tasty nor flavorful.
And the last dish before dessert was corn purée. No, I thought it was corn purée. But just under the puree with a lot of truffle powder, there was a steam of steamed soot.
When the corn 's sobriety and warmth poured into the herringbone, it was frightening to be honest. It is not uncommon to have corn purée and beef, but in this dish, the true flavor of the corn has really got to the limit.
Like eating strawberry milk and thinking it is more strawberry than eating strawberries, this corn puree was more corn than just corn. So, even the beef they eat is actually corn.
So it looked.
"… This is it."
Cho Min-jung looked at Kaya like that. Kaya immediately understood what Cho Min-jun was going to say.
"I found the answer."
The cooking score of the steamed beef stew with corn purée was 10. In fact, this was not the only dish that had a cooking score of 10. However, Cho Min-joon saw that this dish was the best of what Rachel put out today.
Given the fact that the combination of corn purée and steamed beef is not so new, it was a surprising result. But I had to. When I ate this, I had to realize. When Rachel ate the other dishes she had presented, Cho Min-joon was amazed. It is refreshing the flavor of the foie gras. How to use truffle so well.
But the moment I met this dish, all the admiration had to lose the light.
"This is a real Rachel's dish."
"Rather than being real, I can say that Rachel's ability has been poured to the limit."
If you only look at that dish, even if it is a dish created by cooking level 10 ·······························································································································································.
It was ironic. When I saw the best made dish, the fact that the wall that Rachel faced was visible. The dessert started to come out. At the same time, Rachel, who no longer needed to be on the front line, came to them. Rachel looked at Joe Min-joon and Kaya. I was not sure whether the expectation was contained in the tired smile, but · · · · Cho Min-joon opened his mouth.
Teacher
"Was the meal good?"
Rachel did not ask what the outcome would be. I did not even ask where and what was lacking. That's not what she was asking now as a chef. The first thing she had to worry about was whether the guests enjoyed the meal.
Even one such attitude was good. Cho Min-joon smiled and opened his mouth.
"I found the answer."
"… Answer …?"
At that point, Rachel was a little surprised. I can not imagine Cho Min – joon immediately knowing her problem at once. But Rachel soon nodded with arms folded.
"Tell me."
"······that······."
As I was about to say it, Cho did not open his mouth easily. However, it was Rachel's point of disadvantage. As a disciples, I could not take my mouth off easily because I was so sorry that I could pinch the weakness of the teacher.
In the end, Cho Min-joon looked at Kaya. As Kaya understood the meaning of the gaze, he nodded. And I opened my mouth.
"The problem with Rachel Chefs is one."
I'm listening.
Kaya shrugged.
"You just can not cook."
Breakthrough (4)
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