The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station
Coffee Break - Gifts from the Roland Family (2/2 pt)
Then for more than two weeks, Diego came again to the kitchen of the coffee shop, the swordfish.
"No, I did what you told me... is this really okay?
Diego gives an uneasy look while arranging the prototype on the table.
But when Takumi took Bonito in his hand, he smiled satisfied as he ascertained its weight and aroma.
"Excellent work! No, I didn't think it would work this far."
"But Master, so black then..."
Roland, who was peering in from the side, also raises an uneasy voice.
That should be it, too. What I was able to process and do as Takumi instructed is what I can see as' chunks of burnt wood 'as well. I didn't think it was very' food '.
Still doesn't change how Takumi looks. Take the knife in the mood and place it on the surface of Bonito, which is hardened in black.
"No, that's about what I imagined. Look, if you scrape the black surface, this is how you get a pretty body, right?
When the surface was scraped, a clean body appeared similar to the dead pink color, although slightly dull from underneath.
When the takumi is also shredded as it is, it is served on a small plate.
"This time you made it is bonito...... it's called Bonito's Rough Festival. This is how I sharpen it and use it, but first try it like this."
Diego and Roland looking like half-truths. But I reached for the scraps because Takumi recommended it.
Slightly thickly shredded. That's a crisp texture.
A fragrant fragrance similar to baked fish spreads at once if it is included in the mouth.
And after a slow bite for a while, the twitching Bonito flavor - it also overflowed with pure 'flavor' that didn't make me feel greasy.
"Ho ho! This is definitely bullshit! If you want to drink!
"Smoking makes the scent a little unique, but yeah, this sounds good! Oh, one more thing..."
They both seem to like the taste, reaching out one after the other to Bonito's scraps.
Takumi is also relieved by the way it looks.
"It seems to fit your mouth. More importantly. It's just that this festival, actually, is more about using it for cooking than eating it as it is."
"Ho! You think I'm gonna use it for cooking?
"I knew you were going to scrape and use it like you just did?
"You shred it thinner and use it more often if you want to use it for cooking. So I actually prepared this..."
So what Takumi took out was a box of one tree.
Metal is inserted in the middle of the lid.
Roland had an idea of a tool very similar to this.
"Is that it? Is this the one that sharpens the ice? It's a small size for..."
"Speaking of which, you look a lot like me. This is called a 'sharpener' and is dedicated to sharpening verses. Okay, look..."
Takumi says so, hitting Bonito's rough knot on the top of the crate.
And as I let it slide straight over the box, it sounded like a shearsher and a creepy sound.
Sharpening the rough knots for a while while while changing the angle, opens the box and retrieves the contents.
"Oh, this is wonderfully thin again..."
"The other side is clean enough to be transparent! And the scent is amazing."
"It worked and it was above all. Looks like a sharpener made by Mr. Gustav. Aside from that, by making it 'sharpened' in this way, you can use it for all sorts of dishes, for example, by sprinkling it on a salad or soothing it with Kesso (cheese) or tomatoes. So let's make one quick."
That's what Takumi says, he moves forward in front of the gas stove with a sharpen.
Other dishes are cooked arrows (white rice), minced eggs, sesamo (sesame seeds) and puero (onions), plus salt pepper.
Roland, peering from behind to see Takumi at hand, raises a questionable voice.
"Is this a pilaf? But I feel a little too simple without meat..."
"When it comes to pilaf, it's pilaf, but is it fried rice in one way or another? Well, look at that."
Tacumi melts eggs handily when the frying pan with a little more corsa (vegetable seed) oil is put on high heat.
Eventually if I poured the eggs into the signal that the smoke had risen from the sufficiently heated frying pan, the eggs, baked in high heat, swelled all at once.
Add the cooked arrows without adding intermittent hair and mix well with the eggs.
Every grain is coated on an egg, a golden arrow.
Add the salt pepper where the whole thing is paralysed and fry the puero and cesamo.
"And finally, here it is."
As Roland and Diego sipped and watched, Takumi grabbed one of the earlier sharpenings and put in plenty of double grabs.
Gently stir together in the finish, then serve on a plate at once, then flutter the shards again at the end.
"It's sharpened fried rice. Enjoy while it's hot."
On a golden fried rice, a thinly shredded bonito's rough verse was dancing twisted. The fragrant fragrance also spreads on one side.
"Kezlibushi's fried rice and... this seems like another great idea..."
Fried rice with a clenched spoon as Diego rattled his throat.
And carry it to your mouth, close your eyes and chew again and again.
For a moment, the kitchen quiets down with Sin.
Diego then opened his eyes cuttingly, pinned his black ravioli ears and began to scratch vigorously with the guts
"Hey!? Father! My share too!!
"Shut up!! I'm not doing this to anybody! It's mine!!!
Diego scratches with a thick, successful arm that is a testament to the fisherman.
Roland tries to take it away, but he can hardly stretch the spoon to the top of the plate without being inhibited by his big, muscular-boned back.
Smiling at the sight, Takumi offered Roland a second plate.
"Don't worry, I have your share, Roland."
"Bruised! That's masterful!!
When Roland lowers his head with a pepper, he immediately receives the plate and inserts the spoon.
If you look closely, each grain of Arrose holds an egg together, giving it a more parallelistic finish than the usual pilaf.
Bring fried rice to your mouth as you inflate your chest to expectations.
After one, two and three bites, Roland also opened his eyes slightly again.
"Mm-hmm!! This sucks!
The first thing I feel is the fragrant aroma of arrows thinly clustered with eggs. After several bites of it, the sweetness and flavor spreads into my mouth.
It is the fragrance of the seafood system that spreads with it. Perhaps this is the smoked Bonito.
Although it has been smoked for a long time, there is no unpleasant smoke odor due to scraping the surface. Still, the fragrant and aromatic scent tickled my nose, how deeper than the roasted bonito was.
And most surprisingly, Bonito's pure flavour.
Where is so much flavor hidden in the very thinly shredded Bonito smoke? The pure flavour, concentrated all the time, overflowed in my mouth one after the other, and the flavour was multiplied by the encounter with the sautéed arrows.
There is also a moderate amount of fire in the buero, and the flavour and characteristic aroma that leaves a little spiciness washes through the mouth.
The little Cesamo has a nice texture and fragrance accent, starting with a punch in the mouth.
A superb quintet (Cartel) with the full flavour and aroma of each of the smoked arrows, eggs, buero, cesamo and bonito.
That was exactly the fried rice made by Takumi.
There is not a grain of arrows left on the two plates that were instantly emptied.
Parent-child. When I took a huff of breath, the sound of Karan and Spoon sounded.
"How about it, did it fit your mouth?
"No, this is awesome! This flavor doesn't just taste like anything that lives in the sea!
"I'm surprised it tastes so good without meat in it! I'm sure if you put this out with a sword, you'll be in a big queue!
"That was good. It was my first experience as well, so I was very anxious to see if it would work, but I think I could handle it."
To the admiration of Diego and Roland, Takumi relieves her breasts.
Then Diego smudges and crushes as he grabs the remaining Bonito's rough knot.
"But this is really awesome. I didn't know he was so delicious when he turned out like this tree."
"It means that only flavor is trapped by repeated smoking. The moisture is mostly flying, so if you leave it in a cool, well-ventilated place, it's going to be sunny."
"I appreciate that. As long as it's sunny, we won't have to waste too much Bonito, and more importantly, if it's going to be this delicious, we'll all be happy."
Takumi nods and answers to Diego, who smiles nicely.
If molded and further processed, it can also be turned into a "Book Dead Festival" that will last for years.
But there's no way to get the mold you use to mold the heart. There was nothing I could do about all this, just to say Takumi.
Nevertheless, the climate around here is less humid than in Japan. In view of the usual way in which ingredients are damaged, the occurrence of mold would be considerably suppressed if stored properly.
Takumi thought that although it would actually be an experiment to come, it could have months even if it didn't have mold on it.
When Takumi is circling her thoughts, now there's a voice from Roland.
"But Master, is this how you just use this? I don't think I can use that much..."
"Oh, that's okay. Simply put this shredded thing in boiling water, let it boil gently, for example, and you can easily take stock - soup. If you have ingredients here, you might want to cook them together with some patterns (potatoes), sanaolia (carrots), tomatoes, and tocino (bacon). It would be delicious to add stock instead of milk when baking omelettes, and of course the flavour would be much enhanced if added to stir-fried meats and vegetables. It's a very wide range of uses. It's like a flavour chunk."
"I see, it's so amazing! Let me know!
"Of course it is. Let me offer you a lot of recipes, too, Mr. Diego."
"Thank you, Sora! If you're talking about how easy it is to get soup, your moms are sure to be thrilled!
Diego, who felt the potential magnitude, took Takumi's hand and shook it vertically.
Takumi also has a bitter laugh, but inside she was filled with the joy of getting "bonito".
But Roland accidentally raised his voice.
"That? Did you clean up the rest of what was here?
"What? I should have kept it that way..."
If you notice, you don't see the sharpening box that should have been on the kitchen table.
Of course, it's not like growing legs on your own and running away.
Takumi and Roland, who meet each other in the face and hang their necks.
Then I heard a faint voice from under the table.
"Ha-ha-ha, this is it, this is it..."
When Takumi peeked, it was Nyarch who was at the end of that gaze.
At some point he dived under the table and held the sharpening box tight.
Throwing the shreds that were inside into his mouth one bite at a time, he has a melting, full grin.
The sharpening seems so delicious.
I've been staring at that for a while, Takumi.
Anticipating the rendezvous, I grabbed Nyarch's back up.
"Yes, yes, keep it around."
"Nyah!? Mi, I found you!?
"No, you were so loud..."
Unexpectedly Potty and Crushing Roland.
Eventually the kitchen was wrapped up with a lively laugh, as usual.
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