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

"Although the mutton kebabs I ate on the grassland are very delicious, I think I prefer the ones roasted by the boss. Sure enough... Am I a heavy taster?" Mia licked her lips, a little embarrassed.

"In contrast, I think the grassland food seems more suitable for me." Elizabeth took a bite of mutton and said with a smile that her taste was probably the lightest of all.

"But Uncle McGonagall is so powerful. He just learned to see which grandfather baked it once, and he created a new baking method." Anna looked at MEG admiringly and thought she was stupid. She still hasn't learned how to roast beef kebabs.

"Anna is still young. When you grow up and can operate various kitchen utensils conveniently, you will learn quickly." McGonagall looked at Anna with a smile and said that she was a hardworking little girl and was quick to learn. It was because she was so young that even the grill had to be padded with a small stool to get it, not to mention how hard it was for a pair of small hands to grasp many bamboo sticks.

"I have officially decided that from today on, I will give half of the love of Beef Kebabs to mutton kebabs." Barbara preached solemnly, then bit the mutton and chewed it addictively.

"Good feedback." McGonagall looked at the women happily eating mutton kebabs. He also picked up a kebab and bit it.

After all, it's the first time to roast mutton. According to the experience of roast beef kebab, the surface is too hard and the moisture is too dry.

However, the fresh and sweet mutton conceals the defects of the technique. Cumin powder and chili noodles are cheating artifact, which makes people's taste attracted by spices, so they don't care too much about the heat.

"Sure enough, a handful of coarse salt is the most advanced method." McGonagall was more thoughtful and more aware of Edie's high-level skills under his simple barbecue skills.

He has already got the recipe of roast mutton kebab. It seems that he has to go to the kitchen god testing ground tonight to practice his baking skills.

However, as a heavy taste lover, for him, cumin powder and chili noodles are really soul like existence. The original taste of fresh and sweet can no longer satisfy his experienced tongue.

This mutton kebab, his heart can only play four points, far from passing, from perfect, there is a huge gap.

"Mia, pour me a beer." MEG put the beef kebab on the grill, looked at Mia and said, "how can we have less beer for barbecue?".

"All right." Mia got up, looked at the crowd and said with a smile, "what would you like to drink?"

"I'll have beer, too, on the rocks." Irina said slightly.

"I'll have beer... Juice." Barbara to McGonagall's eyes, or obediently corrected the juice, snorted, some not satisfied with the way: "in another half a month, I will be an adult!"

"It will take half a month." McGonagall said calmly that minors are not allowed to drink. This is the red line set by the dots.

The fireworks and laughter of the barbecue make the restaurant very warm.

Elizabeth sipped a mouthful of red wine and looked at everyone with a smile on her face.

It's amazing. She never thought that after her mother died, there was a place in the world where she could put down all her guard and sit with others and laugh with her heart open.

She found her sister and a group of... Friends.

For her, what a luxury word it used to be, is now the people around her.

No one here cares who is sitting on the ice crystal throne, which is not even as important as what to eat tomorrow morning.

After several rounds of barbecue, the kebabs prepared on one side have all fallen into the belly of the people, and there is a large beer barrel beside them.

The half baked whole sheep was abandoned by MEG because the taste was not authentic enough. It's really not something you can learn by looking at.

Gina performed the mermaid dance for everyone. Compared with her sweet voice, her stiff dancing posture was clumsy and cute, which made the atmosphere more warm.

People singing and dancing, but it is to dig out a lot of hidden skills, let each other some surprised feeling.

"Well, today's barbecue is finished." McGonagall put down his beer glass, looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "however, the main play is still behind. Today, let's have a taste of the new product that will be officially launched tomorrow: mutton soup."

"New products?" People all looked at McGonagall in surprise. They just heard that McGonagall was going to make mutton soup, but their attention was all on the roast mutton kebab, and they didn't care about the soup at all. But now it seems that the mutton soup is the most valued by McGonagall.

"Mia, help with it." McGonagall turned and walked towards the kitchen. As soon as he entered the kitchen, a strong smell of mutton was coming.

Maybe I just ate all kinds of spicy barbecue, which carries the smell of water vapor, but it is more sober and pleasant.

"It smells good. Is that the smell of mutton soup?" Mia followed in, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked at the big pot on the stove.

"Put out thirteen soup bowls. I'll dip them first." Meg said to Mia and picked up a bunch of small dishes.

Of course, mutton soup should be served with dry dishes. Dry pepper, soybeans, peanuts, star anise, fragrant leaves and other spices should be stir fried with salt in the pot. Sift out the salt and smash it with a kitchen knife. Then add the cooked sesame and a spoonful of salt just used for stir frying. A perfect Sichuan flavor dry dish will be served.

Mia has set the soup bowl. MEG turns off the heat and uncovers the lid.

The heat suddenly rose, making the kitchen a fairyland.

If you want a pot of mutton soup to succeed, you have to cook it over a low fire all night.

McGonagall didn't have enough time, so he stole some time from the pressure cooker.

The Milky soup is full of meat fragrance. Just smell it, you can feel the strong fresh fragrance. You can't smell the fishy smell or the smell of mutton.

"It looks good." McGonagall grinned and sliced the cooked mutton into large pieces with a kitchen knife. Then he put it in a boiling water pot and poured it into a soup bowl. Then he poured it into a hot and white mutton soup, sprinkled a handful of green coriander, and made a steaming and fragrant mutton soup

The tender green coriander is dotted in the Milky soup, and the mutton takes up a small half of the bowl. It looks like it has both color and fragrance.

"Well, take it out." MEG took two pallets and put eight bowls of mutton soup out of the kitchen, while MIA took the rest.

The people who were waiting were already looking forward to it, and their eyes lit up as Meg and Mia came out with steaming mutton soup and put it in front of them.

The Milky mutton soup looks very rich. The aroma of meat and coriander are mixed together. With the hot air, people who have just eaten barbecue and drunk wine have a lot of saliva.