Chapter 67: Temptation of a three star (2)

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He couldn't see the recipe, because the recipes the system showed you were only those which cooking levels were lower than his tasting level. And since all of the dishes were 8-9 points, it was still difficult for him to do so.

As he looked around him, the other four seemed to be feeling the same thing. If they had a normal sense of taste, it was a flavor they couldn't hate at all. If the amuse bouche was this much, then how much would the dishes that were going to come next be? You could vaguely guess the level of a restaurant with its first dish. If it kept coming like this, then they would really be able to try the best meal of their lives. Joanne said with an absent-minded voice.

"Anderson, even so you should be accustomed to it?"
"To what?"
"Your parent's restaurant, they say that it's also a three star Michelin restaurant. Shouldn't you at least be more trained with this kind of stimulation?"
"Wait, what are you talking about? Anderson's parents were owners of a three star restaurant?"

Jo Minjoon said with a shocked expression and looked at Anderson. It was something he had never heard of before. However, the reply didn't come back because the next dish was coming. Originally, these kind of restaurants focused on not cutting the flow. After eating the amuse bouche, it wasn't surprising for the next dish to come.

The first thing they saw was a round caviar, . It was the kind that was normally eaten more. In the floor of the plate, there was mayo lemon custard spread, and on top of that a jam. And a soap berry that was simmered in sugar water, sea weed, and chive oil was placed on top of it.

Honestly speaking this dish moved him less than the previous dishes. The cooking score was 8, and the harmony of the seasoning was also bad, but it wasn't the problem. The moment he ate the caviar, he wasn't quite accustomed to the unique aroma that was spread. Honestly speaking, he felt it a little fishy.

'........Honestly, i'm not an epicurean yet.'

Jo Minjoon glanced at the others. In the case of Anderson and Peter they were eating it quite deliciously, but Joanne and Ivanna, after eating a little they started to eat the jam or the custard. Of course, as he was cleansing his mouth, Martin slightly asked.

"How is it? Minjoon. Would you be able to score it?"
".........Martin. Even so, I think that it would be too rude to score after coming here."
"Ey, it's an obvious right of the customer, so what about it?"
"Even if I'm a customer, at the same time I'm their junior."
"Nowadays, the other chefs also evaluate a dish by going to another restaurants. Just do it once. Look, the chefs over there seem to be quite expecting."

Martin pointed at the kitchen that was at the side of the restaurant. Maybe it was an open style, but the scenery of the kitchen could be clearly seen from the hall. The man that seemed to be the head chef was looking at them with his arms crossed. Martin pushed the back of a staff that was next to him.

"Go and ask to the head chef if it bothers him if he scores his dish."

The reply that came back was 'It doesn't. Rather I wanted to ask you to do so.' In the end, Jo Minjoon could only let out a sigh and name the scores.

"They are all 8 points. Excluding one. The gougere that was in the amuse bouche. That was a 9. However, the most delicious thing for me was the paprika orange."
"Oh, now that I see, it wasn't the score of the food, but the cooking score."
"Yes. Getting this score when the main dish didn't even come out yet means that the chef's skills are excellent. It was a really good dish."

Right after he finished talking, the next dish appeared. Coconut milk rice pudding, with ice that was frozen in the shape of a pipe on top of it. And inside the ice was grapefruit, caramelised grapefruit peel and basil, trout eggs, and roasted coconut and pistachio. There were also ingredients he was pleased to see. Roast grain powder was slightly spread on top of the rice pudding.

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