Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"How do you compare it to your spikes and roast pig's feet?" Steve watched as he put the garlic on a clean plate. Tony asked with a smile.

"If you had told me that there was such a delicious crayfish here, there would be nothing wrong with the roast pig's feet with blood." Tony said with a complicated look.

"It doesn't seem like a wonderful experience for you." Steve shrugged his shoulders. The abyss demons have their eyes on the top. Although Tony is well-known in the food circle, for those abyss demons who ride big pigs, they are not the guests who need to be taken seriously. Otherwise, they don't need to stay there for five days to eat roast pig's feet.

"I think I've fallen in love with crustacean. The salty sea breeze, the beautiful and polite waiters, and the delicious crayfish with minced garlic are incredible experiences." Tony exclaimed, putting down the bowl, there is still something to be desired.

Steve looked at the rest of the spicy crayfish and thirteen spice crayfish, looked up at McGonagall and said, "boss, which flavor is more spicy or thirteen spice?"

"It's no use asking, thirteen spices put so many spices, the taste must be heavier, of course, is to eat spicy first." Tony chuckled, a little speechless About Steve's question.

"I suggest eating thirteen spices first." MEG answered calmly.

"Well?" Tony was stunned.

"All right." Stephen answered, grabbed the 13 spice crayfish, looked at Tony again and said, "don't underestimate the spicy taste of boss Mai. It will make you regret it."

"Oh, what's the matter? I've tasted the whole goat roasted with hot peppers from volcanic island. I can't deal with just a spicy crayfish." Tony said with a relaxed face. He didn't pay any attention to Steve's words, but he hesitated for a moment and chose to start with the thirteen spice crayfish first.

Compared with the mild and specific flavor of minced garlic, the flavor of crayfish with thirteen spices is more complex and layered. It is a combination of many spices, which are mixed into the same shrimp.

When cooking, chefs should avoid clutter, which will not only destroy the taste of the food itself, but also cause the taste of the food to become strange because of the conflicting smell.

In the devil islands, most of the spices used by chefs are only three or four kinds, most of which are used to remove the fishy smell and simple seasoning, so that the seafood fished out from the sea and the wild animals produced on the island can give full play to their delicious taste.

But McGonagall added 13 kinds of spices and condiments to this crayfish, which is really incredible.

Tony sniffed the fragrance and frowned slightly. Apart from making sure that sea salt should be put here, he could not smell any of the spices.

For a food critic who claims to have a good sense of smell, this is a bit of a setback.

However, a large number of spices do not make the fragrance confusing and difficult to accept. If you feel it carefully, you will have a wonderful sense of layers attracted by it step by step.

"It's hard to tell whether a chef is a random combination of flavors or intentionally creating such a wonderful flavor. Whether he can guarantee that he can make the same taste every time is more a test of the chef's ability." If Tony is thoughtful, he is also deeply impressed. He breaks off the head shell of the shrimp, removes the shell, reveals the full yellow shrimp, and then takes a sip.

The plump shrimp yellow has been soaked in the soup. The delicious shrimp yellow collides with the complex fragrance. At first, the taste buds have a little bit of discomfort. It seems that they don't know what flavor they should feed back to the brain first. Then there seems to be an agreement between spices and spices. All kinds of flavors begin to appear, and begin to bloom their wonderful taste.

Hemp, spicy, fresh, fragrant, sweet, tender... There is a surprising battle going on in the mouth. Without any suspense, Tony is defeated.

At this moment, he finally admitted his boss's words. There are no less than 13 kinds of spices in it, and the quantity will only be more.

Moreover, the rich taste and surprising sense of hierarchy all show the chef's extraordinary memory of the use of spices.

After swallowing, the aftertaste is endless, mouthful after mouthful, and the delicious food can't stop at all!

The decadent thirteen incense, Tony has been completely kneeling.

"This 13 spice crayfish is no less than garlic crayfish. No one can beat it in the devil islands." Tony put up a thumb, and then skirted the shrimp shell skillfully, eating the shrimp soaked in thirteen spice soup. After eating, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and the aftertaste was endless.

After eating thirteen flavor crayfish, Tony's eyes are fixed on the last spicy crayfish. Garlic crayfish and thirteen flavor crayfish have brought him too many surprises. The mild taste of garlic crayfish and the rich taste of thirteen flavor crayfish have satisfied all his shrimp imagination.

What's so special about this spicy crayfish?

In fact, he doesn't have much expectation in his heart. After all, it's not easy for a chef to have an amazing specialty. If he wants to do everything well, he can't do anything well.

"Sure enough, Ma Xiao is my favorite." Steve has been eating spicy crayfish with relish. He takes a big breath, finds a gap, takes a sip of cold beer, and then takes a long breath. The satisfaction on his face makes people can't help pulling the corners of his mouth.

"Is that exaggeration?" Tony was suspicious. He grabbed the crayfish, peeled off the back, took out a piece of shrimp, dipped it in the red soup, and took a big bite.

Hemp and spicy bloom on the tip of the tongue, which is more powerful than the thirteen spice crayfish taste, so that has been active for a long time, some tired taste buds, instantly launched, began to cater to the spicy crazily.

Tony's face turned red all of a sudden. There are few demons who like spicy food on the devil islands, so he is not good at eating spicy food. However, as a professional gourmet, ordinary spicy food can't make him react too much, but the numbness and spicy feeling is just like a needle on his buttock, which gives him a thrill.

The numbness on the tip of the tongue didn't last long. After the shrimp absorbed the spicy soup was chewed, the delicious and spicy shrimp began to appear, bringing an unparalleled wonderful experience.

"Hiss... Hoo... Hiss... Hoo..."

When he swallows a mouthful of lobster, Tony gasps. Apart from delicious food, spicy food is his strongest feeling. There are fine beads of sweat on his forehead. This is a strong taste he has never experienced before. It is stronger than yesterday's bloody roast pig's feet.

"This is the best time to have a cold beer." Steve raised his glass for a moment, then took a big sip of his own.

"By the way, wine!" As soon as Tony's eyes brightened, he also took the wine glass on the table. The black stone glass was cold, which made him feel like a shock. He couldn't wait to take a big drink.

"Chi"

There was a voice in his mind.

"Cool

Tony exclaimed!