Chapter 1912: I Think That We’ve Already Failed
Because of an article written by Derrick, the eggplant with garlic sauce had raised quite a commotion in the culinary world. There were even chefs from Rodu who tried to replicate the dish based on Derrick’s description, but the eggplant they made tasted weird. There were very few chefs who could make the soft purple eggplant stay in the shape of a fish.
There were a few trials that Mylo even took part in. It was practically impossible to make the eggplant with garlic sauce without fish. Therefore, he always thought that Derrick had exaggerated in his description.
However, the eggplant with garlic sauce presented right in front of him actually used its outer appearance and smell to completely deceive his eyes, giving him a tight slap in the face.
On top of that, a string of words appeared in his mind, and they were the exact words Derrick used in his description.
He had to say that Derrick’s descriptions were very simple. He merely recorded the appearance and smell of the eggplant with garlic sauce as it was, but that precisely brought about the strong image that allowed the readers to see the dish right in front of their eyes.
Mylo and Garlan exchanged glances. They saw a hint of awkwardness in each other’s eyes.
The appearance was just as described. As for the taste, they would have to try it to know whether it was as magical as it was described.
“Come, let’s give it a taste.” Mylo picked up his chopsticks, and pinched a piece of eggplant before putting it into his mouth.
The soft eggplant melted in his mouth almost immediately. The sourness, spiciness, sweetness, and savoriness exploded almost at the same time, bringing his taste buds to life.
Ah, what a beautiful feeling!
Every flavor was so outstanding, yet they blended so well with each other. It was just like a gentle trap leading one in step by step.
There was no fish at all in the eggplant with garlic sauce, and it was not even made with fish soup, but it had a taste that even surpa.s.sed fish.
How incredible!
This was actually a vegetarian dish?!
After the wild feast experienced by his taste buds, Mylo swallowed the eggplant. There were still remnants of its fragrance lingering in his mouth, making him want to go for more.
“I can’t believe that someone could actually make eggplant taste so good. This culinary skill and creativity are to behold,” Mylo exclaimed as he looked at the eggplant with garlic sauce in shock.
Trying this eggplant with garlic sauce after reading Derrick’s article did not disappoint Mylo at all. Instead, it made him even more surprised.
The words were insufficient to describe the beauty of this dish. Maybe it could be said that everyone who tried this dish would have their own unique experience. This eggplant with garlic sauce had brought Mylo an exceptional surprise.
However, the thought of their motive here made Mylo appear rather awkward.
They came with the intention of exposing the lies behind Mamy Restaurant, Randy, and Derrick.
However, right now… he had fallen in love as well.
“Hm???” Garlan was even more shocked than Mylo.
When he was in Rodu, Mylo and Garlan would always go out for meals. They knew each other for more than a decade, but Garlan had never heard Mylo praise any dishes, much less seen him be shocked by them.
Garlan picked up a piece of eggplant with a complicated feeling, and put it into his mouth. After that, his eyes lit up, and the change of his expression was just as animated as Mylo’s.
After swallowing the eggplant, Garlan ate a mouthful of rice before nodding, and exclaiming, “This eggplant is really delicious!”
“It’s not just delicious. It even goes very well with rice.” Mylo nodded as he ate a mouthful of eggplant and a mouthful of rice with relish.
“Don’t stuff yourselves with the eggplant with garlic sauce. The red braised pork is great too.” Randy could not help reminding them as a meatatarian.
Upon hearing that, Mylo and Garlan s.h.i.+fted their gaze onto the red braised pork that was the hottest topic of the previous week’s Meatatarianism.
The pork belly that had evenly distributed fat and lean meat was cut into long square pieces. The fatty meat and lean meat were glistening with a red glow, but it did not seem greasy at all. Instead, it was very enticing.
Mylo had a special fondness for meat too. However, he did not really like pork because of its rank odor and greasiness that was a result of poor handling by chefs. On top of that, it was very difficult to separate the lean and fatty meat in pork belly, and therefore it was the worst part of pork.
However, pork belly had to be the chosen ingredient for red braised pork. On top of that, it was not specially treated, and was only cut into long strips. Even the pork skin was not removed.
Therefore, initially, Mylo scoffed at Randy’s article on the red braised pork. It was as though the entire world had not eaten pork before.
However, just as it was, the pork which he would usually find greasy suddenly looked very enticing at this moment.
“Let me give it a try.” Mylo picked up a piece of red braised pork. From the texture he felt from the chopsticks, the pork belly was very tender, and when he brought the meat closer, he could see that the pork skin looked very chewy and translucent. The rich fragrance of the meat wafted into his nose.
The meat’s fragrance was unique and rich. There were many spices added to the dish, but they all blended harmoniously together. Mylo actually could not smell any rank odor at all. There was only the rich fragrance of the meat.
What spices did this chef use? Mylo thought to himself. After that, he put the meat into his mouth and took a bite.
The tender pork melted almost immediately in his mouth. The lean meat was chewy and not dry. The pork skin was soft and sticky.
He bit softly into the meat, and the sweet and fragrant sauce seeped out from the meat. At this moment, the beauty of the pork was brought out to the fullest. It was fatty but not greasy, fragrant, and tender.
Mylo raised his brows. The satisfaction that exploded in his mouth was incredible, and it was written all over his face.
There was no rank odor.
There was no greasiness.
There was only the deliciousness that made one fall deeper into it!
Is this really pork? Why does it taste different from the pork I’ve had before?! This taste is crazy! Mylo swallowed the red braised pork. He could still taste the lingering fragrance in his mouth as he started to question his life.
If the eggplant with garlic sauce gave him a surprise, this red braised pork gave him a completely different perception.
It gave him a change in perception of what he knew and what he experienced.
Mylo knew that he had already lost after eating only a piece of red braised pork.
They had lost thoroughly.
There was no problem with Randy’s article. If he had to say something about it, it would be that the tone of the article was too calm and restrained.
His article could not fully present the deliciousness of the red braised pork. It was not too much to call a chef that could turn a piece of pork belly into such delicious food a genius.
Mylo turned to look at Mag, who was operating in the kitchen suavely, with admiration.
Such a chef was probably a chef with real craftsmans.h.i.+p.
He opened the kitchen up so that everyone could see how the food that was served to them was made. Amidst the fire, oil, and smoke, his uniform was not stained at all. He used the most elegant way to make the most delicious food.
“I think that we’ve already failed,” Mylo told Garlan with a complex expression.