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It was funny.
The lack of walls has become a wall to overcome. To be honest, Cho had confidence to understand him no matter who laughed at him. However, as much as the wall was meaningless, I could not understand myself.
But as time went on, one thing became clear. In the end, this anxiety was that he could not grow. I had thought about it for a while. Even if it is a wallless wall, the wall is a wall. If so, I wonder if I can get something out of it.
Initially, it was a logic based on the idea that the chef always needed a wall. If so, after jumping over a wall without that wall … then the wall would really be gone, then what other wall should he cross?
So Cho Min-joon decided.
I have to give up.
It does not give up trying to challenge the wall, nor does it give up the idea of making a higher quality dish. Without seeing the cooking itself, looking at the end of the cooking, I gave up sticking to somehow getting better.
It was never easy. But when Kaya and Rachel, and all the other friends and colleagues around them, were looking at cooking, Cho Min-joon had no choice but to think about it.
─ Have not I been altered yet?
The funny thing was that I changed my mind, so I felt the same way as before when I cooked the same dish. Cho Min-joon has been enjoying a lot of fun even when it's failing to cook these days. I thought I was enjoying the process so far, but I started to give a gentle gaze to all the dishes so much. · · · The feeling was different from before.
"Chef, the atmosphere is different."
Lee Min Woo said. Gwen did not answer. It is a fact that everyone in the kitchen knows that Cho Min-joon has become more docile nowadays.
No, maybe the expression of benevolence may be a little inappropriate. Today's Cho Min-joon was different. Something must be said to have left him tormenting him. I feel a little more depressed.
'· · · · How people live like this.'
Frankly, Gwen felt strange every time he saw Joe Min-joon. She only takes a long time to get up when she falls on a stonewall. · · · Cho Min-joon stood up and stood up as if she had fallen. And now, even at that moment when it falls, I feel like laughing.
That was the day. In the break room, Gwen lifted her mouth with her index finger. The smile on her face did not go so far as to have a more artificial look on her face.
'It was not originally done.'
Even though she was living on drugs, she was a good smile person. Since when did it become such a shameful and funny person like this?
When I close my eyes, I see the figure of Cho Min-june. I could not even think of sweating, I was sitting in a few minutes and a few hours trying to make a new dish. And Kaya who does not say anything to such a person, and looks at a really warm look.
It is a beautiful picture.
And as beautiful as that, Gwen hurt my heart. The more beautiful the two paintings were, the more they realized that her paintings were not beautiful.
"I want to change."
Gwen muttered with a cautious voice. I hesitate to tell her what she said.
I wanted to be like Cho Min-joon. I wanted to be like Kaya. I wanted to be such a person that people would be beautiful just by being myself, not being someone else. then······.
So it was. That night, Gwen took a plate to Cho Min-joon and Kaya. It was a dish with a little remaining duck conifie with truffle soup.
And the expression of Cho Min-joon and Kaya was not so good.
"It tastes different. Is that right, Kay? "
"Umm …… it almost does not feel the smell of the duck. I just feel the texture. I was buried in a truffle incense. "
The two exchanged opinions so briefly that they looked at Gwen. Gwen was not surprised. Rather, she sighed as if she knew it.
"It does not look good either."
"… Did not you judge? I'm surprised. If you do not want to be your usual, you do not come along well. "
Kaya asked in a questionable voice. Cho Min-joon was also curious. Gwen was famous not to bring the recipe well. It was not because I did not care about making recipes as usual. I was not satisfied with myself, because I had the idea of how I could satisfy both of them.
But thanks to that, when Gwen came to them, Joe and Joe were actually quite expectant.
And today, the expectation collapsed for the first time.
"It was just frustrating. Something · · · · · I just want to be able to stay still. I want to do something. But I guess it was a bad idea too. Sorry. I just took time. "
"There is no such thing to say."
"I'll be on my way."
"Wait, Gwen."
Cho Min – jun called Gwen who was about to leave. Gwen looked at Cho Min-joon as if it was what happened. Cho Min-joon laughed softly and opened his mouth.
"If you want to have a problem … I want you to talk to us anytime. I do not know if we can always answer, but at least we will try to help. You know what I mean? "
for your troubles." nul
Gwen laughed lightly. The smile is a face that is not suitable, but the smile of the gratitude in the smile can be felt enough by Cho Min-jun and Kaya.
And so it was when Gwen left the office. Gwen found Lewis standing in front of his office.
"········································. Both of you are inside. "
"There is no use for them. I have you. "
"To me?"
Gwen looked at Lewis with a glance of whether or not he was going to ask for such a ridiculous date. Lewis seemed to be wobbling in his eyes, but he struggled to open his mouth.
"I need advice. · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·>
"Are you going to ask me for advice?"
"Oh no!"
Gwen did not answer. She looked up at Lewis with an impatient look, and slowly passed by him. Lewis shook his head.
And then, Gwen opened his mouth.
"If you buy a drink."
"Gwen thinks that mental is not good."
After Gwen went, Kaya quietly muttered. It was one of the proofs that Gwen was not good at showing recipe to them in the first place. Cho Min – joon nodded his head.
"It's like me. Almost …
"· · · · · · Do you think you are not good at mental?
"It's not good. I never thought I was good. "
"I have a lot of thoughts. The mental is not bad. Rather, I have such thoughts, but if I live so well, I would rather have a good mental. "
"That's what happened."
Cho Min-joon laughed. Whether it was right or not, I did not have to feel uncomfortable to let him go anyway. Cho Min-jung quietly opened his mouth.
"I was not so confident to me."
Cho said quietly. What Kim felt through this anxiety was that he was always looking at the stomach. Even if it is one step ahead of the summit, Cho Min-joon is the one who can not bear being under the present because of that one step.
Of course, if the best chefs like Rachel and Kaya were next to each other, it would have been harder to live with their delicious taste. However, Cho decided to stop looking at the stomach for a while. I did not want to look at the front, but to look at the side.
Violet Next to him is Kaya. And as much as Kaya, there is a beautiful restaurant. If you only live in the head of the finals where you do not know when to arrive, if you miss everything in the process …
"I do not care about the stars."
Of course, saying that, Cho Min-joon really wanted it to be true. If you say this, if you give the same star to Michelin, he will surely get a fever.
Even so, Cho Min – joon said so. In the end, the transition of thought will start from the horse. A chef sticking to the stars, a chef just sticking to the dishes. I asked myself which one of the two dishes I would like to eat.
'···································································································'
I tried to excuse myself for a while, but it did not mean anything. Cho Min-joon swallowed a sigh and looked at Kaya. Kaya did not even know what he was thinking, he was holding his chin with his hand and looking at him.
'Did something come?'
Cho Min-joon did not say anything on purpose. Usually when Kaya was making such an impression, it was the idea that something had come up. And after a while. Kaya opened his mouth.
"Why do not you go to the concept this quarter?"
How…
Bravado
At the end of Kaya, Cho Min-jun seemed to have a grim expression as if he did not understand. I laughed at how Kaya had come up with another villain.
"I'm going to pounce once and for all."
 € œFine dining restaurants were generally forced to cling to the notion of 'elegance'. Those who eat pine dinners often come with a big heart. It was not an exception if there was a lot of money. Because of the people who have lots of money, I could not afford to eat pine dinners for three trillion cubits.
Anyway, the people who came to such a big heart felt that the restaurant that I came to was so bad that the restaurant had already failed there. In that sense, the Lotus Bridge was of a certain importance to the extent of its dignity.
Even so, the Lotus Bridge was still fairly liberal in character. Cho Min-joon and Kaya did not want customers to be overwhelmed by the atmosphere of the restaurant. I wanted to breathe with the chefs and stick their eyes entirely into the dishes.
And this was actually one of the areas that was well received by quite a lot of people. Fine dining restaurant, but not heavy. It is not light. Just a quiet restaurant, where you can concentrate on the chefs' passion for cooking and everything. A restaurant where you can rest your mind and body.
In this sense, Kaya 's theme of' bravado 'this time was quite unique. There was also concern that it was not quite the opposite of what Lotus Bridge has been walking on. But soon they could not help but realize that the bravado that Kaya said was far from what they thought.
And now, Simon had to think in his head sad and sincere thoughts to endure laughter more than ever. In front of him, the guest was looking at him with his embarrassed face. The guest asked him. 'How should I eat this?' Normally, Simon would use the outside forks and knives first, or if he spilled hot coffee, the outer surface of the chocolate shell would be broken. " I would have explained the explanation.
But now it was different. It is not such an artistic dish that was placed on your plate now, it was a bottle.
Simon replied.
While thinking sad.
"Suck on the side."
I have a little bit of cake, too.
Behind the wall (2)
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