○ Sautéed asparagus with raw ham
"Of course I am, François de Ferdinand."
One step forward with a confident face was François, the twirling lady with the blonde roll.
"... why are you here? You weren't there when we talked about pork."
Yes, this guy shouldn't have been in the place where my pork was robbed. And yet, why are you here?
"I pinched my ear today that there will be a pork culinary showdown and that my teacher will be the judge. Then there's no way I'm not in it."
Hmm, sniffles and talks like it's normal... but why pinch it in my little ear that I don't even know it's me who's a party? There's an ear on the wall and an eye on a handicap. That's not a level... Granferia's really in the Ferdinand's yard.
"... you lose when you think about it. Then serve me the dishes."
"Pfft, if you were born, you'd be in such a hurry... can't you wait? Fine, come on, let's get it out. Chef, bring the food here!
When François slapped his hand, an old man in a cock coat appeared from the kitchen at the Mampu pavilion. Then, place the plate in your hand on the table, grin and start explaining the dish.
"Here, it comes with sautéed asparagus butter and raw ham. Not just the tip of the ear, but the soft seasonal asparagus to the stem was sautéed gently in butter and sprinkled with dried parsley. It is accompanied by raw ham from South Leah. Enjoy a combination of aged meats and dark green aromas"
After finishing his explanation with a voice that often passes, the chef heads back to the kitchen with a peppery bow. That figure, which made me feel somewhere dignified, made me realize that he was a famous chef.
Using someone like that...... sautéed asparagus butter and raw ham huh? I can make one of those! Although it is beautifully decorated on a pure white plate, it is essentially only a menu that can be eaten in cheap pubs. I can't believe you brought that to a culinary battle...
"What's going on? Doctor, before it gets cold."
You haven't noticed my disappointment, François is smiling plenty of room. Whoa, you really believe this is the best pork dish you've ever had? Mistakes are good, too, that's what.
"Ok, ok. I'll eat..."
You have an amazing spirit of insisting on pork dishes with such a thin raw ham. Isn't that just an accompaniment? No matter what you think, the main thing is asparagus. Raw ham aside.
I thought I'd reopen it and enjoy a good pork dish. Here's the arrow tip. Damn, after all, a woman is a creature who doesn't know what a man wants...
That's what I thought, me throwing asparagus and raw ham stuck in my mouth with chopsticks. At the very least, I hope the next guy serves meat-like meat dishes, twice, three times, if you chew...
In the mouth, the meat flavor spread.
"Become...!?
A meaty meaty flavor, unbeatable by the intense umami of seasonal asparagus… where did this come from? Raw ham? Stupid. It's a perky piece of meat that looks clear. I can't believe it's hidden so much of the ambition... that's not the raw ham I know.
Not much confusion, shifting your gaze from cooking to Francois. Is this raw ham? I have no words for the shock of the flavor I felt, and I ask that with my eyes.
But she doesn't say anything, she just smiles... but then I realized everything.
He knew. The taste of this raw ham. It's a smile because I knew it. Those who were convinced of victory float, that smile...... which, more than words, did support the fact that the unbelievable taste of raw ham was real.
Oh, oh, well, this is... no, this is the raw ham. The raw ham I used to eat when I was in high school was nothing more than a jerk. What's giving me mouth blessing right now is the raw ham...
The emotion of the flavor makes my mind feel paralyzed.
Sprinkle the meat goodness and gently dissolve the raw ham in your mouth. And asparagus with sakura and teeth and some refreshing flavor. Those two are mixed together and sublimated to further heights -.
"Nine points...! Nine points! Nine out of ten!
As a judge, and as an individual, I rated the delicacies in front of me
Nine points. That's the unfalse rating I gave to the dish "Sautéed asparagus, served with raw ham".
"Whoa!? High score -!! That's the grand nobleman's lady! At first hand, I suddenly jumped to the winning candidate -!!
"Whoa......!
To my assessment, Mr. Kate's reality. Mampu pavilion that gets noisy on purpose as soon as possible. With the emergence of a powerful favourite enemy, there is a rush on the women's faces.
"Well... I was expecting a full score"
Still, it seemed that François, the woman who aspired to higher heights, was the result of remaining dissatisfied. He's obviously dropping Willow Eyebrow's ass.
Well, I don't know how you feel. Even me, if I let people eat this dish, I'm sure I'll be very satisfied. But...... but! You're missing something important!
"François...... Sure your food was perfect. But meat for a man is more despicable. A man can't be satisfied without meat dripping down with gravy and fat."
"No......!?
"The difference between a common man's treat and a nobleman's treat... you would have scored ten points if you had grasped that"
"... Huh!
No words, François is shocked to see you look like a girl comic book. Well, that was a unique mistake for a grand aristocratic lady.
The food was definitely good. But completeness is not a problem. Satisfaction is what cooking needs...... when it turns out, François will be able to grow.
... sooner or later, you'd become an asshole for cooking comics. But I haven't had any problems so far, so maybe that's fine.
As far as I'm concerned, we don't even have to have a problem or a big commotion. If you don't, it's not a rush to get into this culinary battle.
"Come on, who's next?
"It's me."
"Dorothea... okay, call me!
Come to think of it, you're just going to eat good. I don't know how they made me a judge, but let's split this place as a useful place and let me suck some delicious juice!
○ Vurst & The Warclout
"What I have prepared is the national food of our country, Vurst"
When Dorothea said that, an old maid showed up from the kitchen and put a plate in front of me. There's a slightly larger intestinal stuffing (Vurst) and the accompanying Zawer Clout.
Hmm, I see. It's a really standard combination. Sounds like Dorothea or something...... but Vurst is a favorite. Let me thank you.
"Well, I'll have it"
"Go ahead."
With Dorothea's unscrupulous reply in my ear, I bumped into Vurst. Then, prickly and comfortably skin torn, from which juicy meat... whoa, my tongue is about to drown in gravy.
"Yeah, it's good! Good for the straight!
Vurst is good no matter what the hidden flavor is or how the secret cooking method is!
If the skin is crisp and the contents are juicy, the details don't bother you. You know, I like this kind of twist.
"And the matching zawer crow...... yeah, well done!
The Warclout is a sour pickled cabbage. This is really common in Bartoloa and usually follows me when I ask for meat dishes.
Especially if it's an essential part of Vurst… well, if you compare it with Japanese food, it's a dick that's on a fixed meal. About that, it's obvious.
So the Bartoloans are twice as loud as the others for not being able to do The Warclout. That's what he made it. It can't be good.
"This is beer!
"Yes, I have it ready. Go ahead."
"Oh, thank you"
An old maid who brought the dish gave me a pottery jock with beer. Schwarzhwa and foaming beer rattle my throat. Yeah, I can't stand it anymore!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Omg hey yeah yeah yeah!!!! Plumpy intestinal stuffing, pickled sour cabbage and a beer that's cold enough! It's a golden combination. Awwwwwwwww!!!!
"Nine! This is nine points! Nine points for this!
"Ooh!? I just got a high score -!? But it looks delicious... Taka Hiro, a little for me too..."
Pari! Zakuzak, gubby!
"Ahhh!?
Mr. Kate said something, but it didn't sound like me eating Vurst obsessively. And me that pretty dish in less than a minute. I had a full-fledged spit with the waffle, and the walnut scolded me, but I was greatly satisfied.
"Apparently, you were satisfied. But then why not a full score?
Dorothea didn't even look at me like that. And he asks me why.
Why don't you get a full score? Well, you......
"'Cause it's good, but if it's Bartoloa, you can eat it anywhere"
"The typical pork dish of our country, Vurst, is commonplace?
"Don't interpret it to the bad! No, in the first place, isn't it a good thing that it's common? Because it means everyone knows. But this is a culinary battle...... I wanted a little twisted even if I was to serve Vurst. For example..."
I rented the kitchen a little and baked the Vurst gently. And then I ketchupped it on and shook up the curry powder. It's called "Curryvrst".
"... defile Vurst with ketchup and untranslated yellow powder. Is this an insult to Bartolore?
Dorothea's thin brow, which I saw it, is trembling pixiously. I'm talking about Dorothea, who is proud of his country. Getting traditional dishes dirty would probably be seen as something that could spit on the flag.
Well, there's no curryvrst in this day and age. Because it looks bad, it would also look deliberately dirty. But......
"So don't interpret it to the bad! I don't make things I can't eat! Eat it and you'll see! Try it first."
"If you say so much. But you're ready, aren't you?
Dorothea's eyes dwell on swordswallowing light. Maybe, "If it's not a good idea, I'll snap your neck!? Ahem!? I guess that means." But Curryvrst is usually good! There should be no failure.
That's why I nodded confidently. Then, Master Dorothea stuck a fork at Curryvrst.
And I cut it with a fork for easy eating and carried Vurst all over my mouth with ketchup and curry flour...... for some reason, blubbering and trembling.
"This... demon... eh!
Huh? What, this reaction? Is it good or not? What is a demon?
"Oh, it's delicious. It tastes different than just boiled or baked Vurst."
I was also giving the old maid a curryvrst to thank for her attentive service, but this one is honestly delightful. So, what's that reaction to the princess?
"Excuse me, Master Sayama. The princess seems to find it delicious... but for some reason, she doesn't want to admit it."
"Oh well..."
You want to hit me so hard in the neck, Master Dorothea... the devil is you, not at all.
In the end, Dorothea, still blubbering and trembling, was pulled out when the old maid sloppy.
○ Corn pork (salted pork)
"You're next, Melissa."
"Yeah! That's right, Takahiro."
The Virgin in a light peach piece pops up. He's got an innocent smile at me that doesn't seem to have any connection to winning or losing.
... Honestly, this guy scares me the most. 'Cause it's been a shallow day since I've known her, and she's a woman with no grasp... naturally, I don't even know how to cook.
Perhaps, "Eh... I've made it all my life", they'll put out the charcoal. And with a smile on his face, he might be forced to "eat".
Come on, it's not a love comedy, my life is. Give me a break about that...
"Oh, what did you make...?
How about that? My voice is shaking. Why don't you? You can't give up hope.
Yes! Maybe Melissa is super good at cooking! Oh, my God...
"You know, I'm not good at cooking..."
Yes, it's over. Just pretending before, let me predict Othi. Ah! Thank you so much.
... but think about it. Ah, Melissa has been fighting, fighting, and fighting days as a church pawn since she was a little girl. I'm sure you didn't have time to learn to cook, and you weren't given the opportunity.
Well, you wouldn't be good at cooking either......
"But, you know, this is all I'm good at. Bye! Cornpork!"
"... that?
A decent dish is coming...... is that it?
"That's all, you make it good. Just cook and loosen the salted meat."
I see that's how this flaked meat was made... so well made... so well made!
"Sorry......"
Why are you sorry? Weird Takahiro. "
For what it took me to suspect, I'm sorry. My voice shook with guilt.
"Well, let's get it over with! How do you eat this?
Well, we're in a culinary battle now! I don't care about the details, more and more like this!... I'll give Melissa some candy later...
"Eat this on bread."
"I see."
About five pieces of the bucket cut into slightly thinner pieces were provided on another plate. You eat flaked meat on this guy.
All right, all right... there's a lot of meat. Serve more here...... about half at once, eat!
"Ha-ha! Hmmm...... Hmmm!
Oh, this is...!
Unlike François' dishes, it doesn't taste intensely meaty.
Every bite of slightly stronger bread and loose meat tastes like twitching and spreading.
This is fine! It gives me a taste of the meat delicacy from different angles. Plus, the taste is the same, but the aroma of wheat and meat falling out of your nose is wonderful!
Also, I like the flaked meat. You have a better tooth, but you don't have to chew it again and again to get down your throat. When salted, meat gets stronger, but when it's loosened up like this, it's a lot easier to eat.
Now, I can't believe you can taste the unique condensed umami of salted meat... after all, flakes are great in every world! Salmon flakes are such a good thing. There's no way pig flakes are bad.
... but it's not like there's no problem.
"Mm-hmm... mmm."
It is a crusty hoorek, but I feel thirsty when I continue to eat it. It feels like it will add moisture to your esophagus when paired with strong bread.
I have this crunch, so it's tough on its own. It would be a little better if I put some soup on it...
That's what I think, when I look at Melissa...
"Yes, please."
Well, he gave me a wooden cup. No, I appreciate this attention! After all, eating this dish without moisture is tough.
A glass of water. It is only with that that this salted meat flake, the dish called bucket noodles, is complete! Come on, pour water into your gubbily thirsty throat......
So, I just notice. This scent, this color... it's not water. Red wine.
"Red wine, or..."
Honestly, the water was better. Sometimes, I don't drink it because it's cool, but I've never thought of red wine as good. Yeah, that kind of booze was about as good as drinking it separately from enjoying the atmosphere.
"What's going on? Red wine, hard?
"No, I didn't. I'll take it."
Let's split up this time. I thought so, and when I drank the red wine… I felt good.
"Oh...!?
It's an experience like never before. I feel good with my throat, not my tongue. It is strangely refreshing whether the mouth, which was so crunchy, was washed refreshingly with red wine.
Again, I'll try some red wine... this time, it's just so refreshing. My throat feels like something. What was that earlier...?
"Is that it? Takahiro, don't eat meat and drink wine? And it's not very tasty."
"Oh, you know what?"
I mean, Melissa's cuisine is something to enjoy in combination with red wine.
By pairing a dark but strangely crunchy dish with a tannic, sour red wine, we've eliminated each other's weaknesses.
Hmmm...... try again...... yeah, I knew, washing the back mouth of flaked meat with red wine would leave only the strengths.
"This is not so good."
Fusu, and Melissa, who looks good at it. Mariage...... I don't know much about it either, but it certainly seemed to mean that food and wine would bring each other together......
I see, indeed, the flaked meat and red wine mariage was wonderful. By analogy, it was about as good as bread and milk. If this is the case, the score is also......
"Eight points! Melissa's got eight points!
"Yay!"
The Virgin who jumps and rejoices. I didn't know you'd be so happy with a lower score than the previous two...... this guy, eh kid!
I don't care if it's nine points. I knew you were worried about that pussy. Though it can be eliminated with red wine, I wonder if it is not enjoyable only with meat. Even so, this is a meat-cooking battle.
If it weren't for that, it would have been nine points... no matter what they got lard worked out for. Cooking is hard.
"I'll do my best to score ten points next time."
"Whoa, good luck with that."
Eh heh, and laughed, Melissa left for the upstairs modem.
Okay, who's next?