God of cooking

Chapter 27: Getting help in the face of getting disqualified (2)

It does not belong to me. It is translated by KobatoChanDaiSuki

7 points. That was the best Jo Minjoon could get right now. He wouldn't know if he was cooking together with Kaya but first, he had to share what he had in mind. Jo Minjoon said while looking at her.

"Let's slice it roundly and thickly like a tenderloin and roast it. The method is using arroser while pouring cooking oil. There's no need to put in olive oil. Because there's abundant oil in the foie gras."

Jo Minjoon quickly said all of that. Kaya nodded with her mind going blank and nodded. And then she asked.

"What about the sauce?"

Jo Minjoon slowly ordered things in his mind. The most basic virtue foie gras sauce needed to have was complementing it's flavor full of fat. And to complement that, it was necessary to be both sweet and sour at the same time.

Jo Minjoon opened his mouth.

"I'm going to make white grape sauce. I'm going to boil down the grape in vermouth, and I'm also going to put a bit of demi-glace sauce.... And from this point there are two choices. Is it going to be better to make the demi-glace ourselves?"

It was a sensitive part. The demi-glace sauce was a sauce to be boiled down when put brown sauce and meat gravy. It could take 30 minutes to make it, but like all dishes that contained gravy, the more you boiled it, the deeper became the flavor. Basically, good quality demi-glace sauces in top restaurants took up to 2 hours, so it was unquestionable that time was essential and important.

Were you going to make a handmade demi-glace sauce in 1 hour, no, 50 minutes, or use a commercial sauce? That was the problem that presented in front of them. Because they couldn't know if the handmade sauce was going to be better than the commercial one.

Kaya bit her lips as if she was submerged in her thoughts. However, Jo Minjoon could vaguely know what she was going to reply.
"Let's make it."

A smile could be seen in Jo Minjoon's face. Right. This is what it means to be a chef. To make every little thing they could with their own hands. To want their hands to be a condiment of the food was what meant to be a chef.

"You can slowly handle the foie gras. I just saw that it had melted quite a bit. First, let's melt it in the fridge. Because we won't have to even touch it until we have made the sauce and about to do the plating."
"Okay. I understand. What about the garnish? What about slicing the remaining white grapes and putting it on top?"
"Good for me."

As he held a conversation with her, Jo Minjoon felt that it was rather miraculous that he was talking with her. Meeting someone famous from the TV would be like that, but they were similar at the time to cook. Even if it was a famous chef with reputation, while their skills and understanding towards cooking improved, there would be more differences than things in common with other chefs.

However Jo Minjoon and Kaya weren't like that. Of course, they had just started the path to being a chef, but their styles were similar. Suddenly, Jo Minjoon thought of a thing. What if I start to work in the same kitchen as her....?

'Now's not the time to be thinking these things.'

Sloppy delusions were sufficient even after the mission ended. Jo Minjoon opened his mouth.

"If they say that tagging is difficult, then it should. Who will start? The second person is going to be in charge to make the foie gras. Not even making it, but also the plating. The changes are in intervals of 5 minutes, and there are only 60 minutes."

To roast the foie gras and put it in a plate was better if it was done the latest they could. Because there was a need to squash the white grape that was going to be put in the demi-glace sauce the longest time possible. Kaya opened her mouth. She seemed like she wanted to take responsibility.