Cooking Genius With God

You can see the culture of the country by looking at the breakfast table.

It's one of the famous words that Haru said by his favorite chef.

The Korean table is full of red food even though it is morning, and the American table is full of butter and syrup.

There's a joke that Britain is full of foreign food, but let's move on.

Then what about Japanese breakfast?

"The most basic outfit is grilled fish, rice, natto, rolled omelet, miso soup. They say it's something like that."

It is not that different from Korea.

To be honest, if you change that grilled fish to a Korean style with chili powder and just change the miso soup into miso soup, it will be no different from the Korean breakfast.

However, as some have noticed, Korea and Japan differ greatly in detail.

Which do you use, a pan or an oven, to grill fish. Which do you put in the rolled omelet, salt or sugar. Which do you use for miso soup, traditional miso or miso?

And one day, I was a group who thought that the perfection of the dish came from such details.

It was a long story, but in conclusion.

Today's cooking starts with details.

"That's a very good look. It's been called since last night?”

"That's right. I bought a good dried kelp and soaked it for a while. If you boil the kelp for a long time, the liquid will come out, so you can take out the extract if you soak it like this.”

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ye-young, who glanced at Haru and Yumi cooking, narrowed her eyes, saying it was amazing.

Boil the kelp stock that has been made, and at the same time, generously add the katsuobushi.

Katsuobushi also tastes bitter when boiled for a long time.

So when it starts to boil, you have to turn off the heat immediately and pick up the stock ingredients.

"Yumi, what do you think of the broth?”

"The scent is amazing, isn't it? Maybe it's because I used katsuobushi. It's just like Japan!"

The scent of deep Japanese food was full of what he did.

Put miso in the carefully made broth and mix it well.

Then add tofu and seaweed and you're done.

It's really over.

Compared to Korean doenjang stew, it is really simple, and if you make it without broth, it is not that different from cooking ramen.

"Can you taste it, Ye-young?"

"Oh, that's great! Then, where, where."

Slurp!

Yeyoung tastes a spoonful of soup with a wooden spoon.

She had a smile on her face, but soon, huh? With what he said, his eyebrows narrowed vaguely.

"How do you like it?"

"Well, it's delicious. It's delicious. Compared to Korean soybean paste stew...…. It's very gentle."

"Japanese food is characterized by mild taste. There is a slight difference compared to Korean food."

"Mr. Haru is right! Here, minced garlic, cheongyang peppers, green onions. If you just put it in, it'll taste familiar to us, but it'll just become a Korean dish.”

"Certainly. I know what it feels like."

Yeyoung nods her head saying that she understands the taste without garlic.

Normally, I would have added a little more ingredients, including garlic and green onions, but today is a traditional Japanese food special.

Today's main dish, seaweed miso soup.

After putting it on low heat, I prepared rice covered with rice.

Since the reaction of tonkatsu that I made before was quite good, today's rice was decided as "Katsu-dong," a Japanese-style tonkatsu rice bowl.

The combination of miso soup and miso soup was quite good.How to make katsudon is incredibly simple.

Just fry the pork cutlet. Add sugar, Mirim, and cooking wine to the sauce. When it boils, add an egg. Add the sliced pork cutlet, boil it one more salt, and put it on top of the rice. That's it's over!

I'm not kidding, it's ridiculously easy. Nevertheless, the ingredients in them are salty and sweet, so it cannot be tasteless.

"What should I say? It's a bit of a scam. Although it has the disadvantage of being flat."

Unlike other countries, such as China and India, which use a lot of spices, Japanese food uses less spices than any other country in the world.

Green onion or onion that is used everywhere. And a little bit of garlic and ginger.

One day, I remembered Aiko, who had tasted Korean seaweed soup before, talking to her husband with her hands covering her mouth a little.

For Koreans, minced garlic, which is packed with soup, was natural, but for her, who had just moved from Japan to Korea, she was worried about the smell of garlic from her mouth.

That's the difference in taste from culture.

When other side dishes were prepared with things that could come from Japanese restaurants, preparations for today's business were quickly.

As orders for cup rice were rushing in like crazy again today, Ye-young went out to deliver with a plastic bag full of cup rice.

"Mr. Grant, you'll be here today, right? The... the one named Aiko.”

"You said you'd come once on the weekend, so I'm sure you'll come. Although the odds are 50 per cent. But there's no obvious way."

If you don't come today, you have to wait until tomorrow.

Of course, I can't give you the food I made tomorrow, so you have to cook it again.

It is not a good thing to say that the previous day's menu was so good that the same soup came out twice, but it is not a good thing.

"I'd like you to come. Please."

It is said that it is the customer's heart that changes as easily as the reed shaken by the wind, but for Haru, the president, there was nothing he could do but pray and wait.

But I didn't have much time to think about when to come.

It was because Haru and Yumi had to work like crazy without having time to drink water because they were literally overflowing with customers on the weekend.

One day, of course, I glanced out of the door.

But Mr Aiko was not to be seen.

I thought it would be nice if you could come to break time like before, but the reality was not that easy.

Yeomra's client eventually did not visit the table heaven until the business was over that day.

* * *

"That's too bad, huh?"

"I can't help it. He didn't even make a reservation...….”

The clock hands move so fast that it's almost midnight.

About an hour before the door opened, Haru and Yumi, who were preparing a meal for the ghosts, alternately sighed deeply.

But I was expecting you to come today.

It may be natural to be heartbroken because all the soup I worked hard to make for the guest was gone.Of course, the seaweed miso soup has been re-boiled again. I had to treat the ghosts, too.

However, the mindset is a little different. It was unfortunate that it was unfortunate.

"I wish you could have come…….”

Around the time Yumi was looking out of the window and soothing her sadness.

Clattering!

I heard a series of busy footsteps coming from somewhere.

~Chirirring!

"Well, can I have a meal now? I came in because the door was open...….”

"……What? Oh, yeah! It works!"

Speak of the devil and he'll come.

The Aiko couple, who had been waiting for so long, suddenly rushed in.

* * *

"Aha... that's what happened. I'm sure there are times like that."

"I'm sorry. We're the only guests."

"No! We were working on cooking anyway. Yes."

Haru smiled awkwardly at the Aiko couple.

I wondered what this was all about in the middle of the night, but it wasn't so bad because what I had hoped for came true.

'By the way, morning sickness was this hard. Mm.'

This is what I heard from the two unscheduled early morning guests.

Aiko was pregnant like Yeomra said.

Originally, I was planning to visit Haru's Table Heaven today, but I suddenly wanted to eat something else in front of the restaurant door, so there was a Japanese ramen restaurant next to the Table Heaven.

"But you know, our Aiko is suddenly doing this at night? No matter how much I think about it, the table smelled really good in front of the heaven. You said, "Can't we go?" I said I wouldn't have opened it, but I kept insisting."

As expected, nothing seems to come to mind more than the smell of food.

Was it worthwhile to make Japanese seaweed soup with Haru's care?

In addition, the menu of the table heaven changes once a day.

Since Haru, the owner of today's menu, doesn't know when it will be served next, Aiko will become a food that she couldn't eat unless it was today.

If I think so, I could explain why I came here at this time with my husband.

Well, if it's not open, it means we took a walk at dawn.

"That's right... I don't know why I was being so childish. But I'm so glad! I opened it like this. Hmm, this smell of katsuobushi. The savory smell of a smile...…. I've missed this so much. When I cook it at home, it never smells like this."

"Ahaha, there's something special about me.”

As expected, is Aiko Japanese?

Perhaps because today's heaven ceremony was completely Japanese, it looked much more lively than yesterday when it was a little shy.

Maybe it's because it's night, but anyway.

"So. Would it be enough for the meal of Heaven?"”

"Oh, of course! Please. Boss."

"Then please wait a little longer. Oh... And as I said before, I can't give you much time. Our restaurant has to close from 12 o'clock. Please.”

Preparing meals with Yumi, we talked about time several times a day.

Honestly, it's not comfortable to say this to customers. But don't ghosts come at midnight?

It's not good to have ears already tied up, but I didn't want to make a child pregnant with the possibility of Yeom-ra picking it up and asking Haru to help her.Fortunately, Aiko and her husband also agreed to eat early because they came at this time.

"There aren't many bars or anything that open at this time in Japan anyway. Unless it's a 24-hour udon restaurant, all restaurants are closed. But in Korea, there are a lot of 24-hour delivery services and restaurants are open. It's amazing. I think it's great."

"No, well...…. Everyone's trying to make ends meet. Anyway, here. Here's your heaven meal."

Late-night small restaurants are a good place to talk with customers.

Neither Haru nor Yumi liked this atmosphere.

After such stories, a table was set up before I knew it.

One day and one day for Yumi. Two people holding a table on a plate handed the Aikone couple the table.

"Enjoy your meal!"

How about this time?

Haru clenched the spice bottle in his pocket.