Chapter 102 The Food Is Sweet, Probably because of Laziness
The crowd had run out, and Luke started to work.
He picked up a few knives in the kitchen and looked at them, and he couldn't help shaking his head.
Only one western-style kitchen knife is commonly used, and the rest of the whole set of knives are similar to new.
However, this set of knives is from Zwilling, and it is still a relatively high-end ZwillingPro series. This set of kitchen knives is worth more than a thousand dollars.
If someone is not a chef and doesn't like to cook, just looking at his kitchen knife can infer his wealth.
Like this kind of kitchen knife, which is almost like an ornament when bought, it can reflect the owner's wealth and wealth.
The chef's knife that was used the most was abandoned by Luke, and he chose the Santoku knife, which was almost never used.
This kind of knife is relatively close to the chef's knife, as long as the technique is good, it can be used in most situations.
In Luke's way, using this knife is not much different from using a chef's knife.
He marinates the tenderloin with barbecued pork sauce first, then washes the celery, carrots, tomatoes, and onions, dice them, and then processes the brisket, steak, and pork.
After less than ten minutes of work, a small head appeared at the door of the kitchen, quietly watching his work progress.
Luke didn't look back, just asked, "Hungry?"
Mindy was curious: "You...you didn't go to any cooking school, did you?"
Luke hehe: "I haven't been to New Oriental anyway."
Mindy: "Where?"
Luke: "The legendary chef's holy land, as long as you learn it from there, you will have the kind of cooking skills that women cry and shout to marry him."
Mindy didn't believe it: "You said that there are pharmaceuticals, and I still believe it. I have never seen people who eat and cry in my life."
Luke shrugged: "Take this as an advertisement."
Mindy understood immediately: "It's a better cook school, right?"
Luke: "Well, almost."
After saying these few words, he finally turned his head: "You are hungry."
This time, he used declarative sentences.
Because the little loli's stomach was obviously grunting a few times,
And the act of swallowing.
Mindy finally felt a little shy: "That... In the morning, Dad went out to sketch early in the morning, and I got up late again. I just wanted to come back from shopping and have lunch in advance."
Luke had no surprises.
When Mindy brought them a drink just now, there was nothing in the refrigerator at all, no slices of bread, milk, vegetables, meat, eggs, and it felt like a bachelor's refrigerator - it must be the one with anorexia kind.
He temporarily stopped his work, found the ingredients from the paper bag on the side, and cut them with a few knives. Then he turned on the fire and fry an egg in a frying pan, and spread the tomato slices on it: "No pickled cucumbers, only It can."
As he said that, he put the very simple ham and egg sandwich on the plate and put it on the table: "I don't need milk and cereal for you, right?"
Mindy looked at him blankly: "You are so skilled, are you really a chef?"
People who really cook for a long time and those who rarely cook will reveal obvious differences in the simplest operation.
Mindy is also a knives veteran, and he has a very clear sense of the smoothness and ease with which he uses kitchen knives, just as casual and relaxed as playing butterfly knives with her.
This is definitely professional level.
Luke picked up lunch again: "Probably enough to open a second-class restaurant, the kind that costs about $100 per person."
Mindy touched it in, and without pouring the milk, she took a bite of the sandwich: "emumu~ it tastes better than the one I made myself, why is that?"
Luke pondered for two seconds: "Things that don't need to be made by themselves are always sweeter. So, it's probably because of laziness."
Mindy: "...Thank you."
She also clearly felt the truth of eating people's mouths short.
For the sake of her stomach, she chose to recognize the black pot of "lazy".
It was five past twelve when Damon finally returned home with his drawing board on his back, and a few large flat cardboard boxes in his hand.
That's a very common protagonist of American fast food takeaways - pizza.
But when he opened the door, he smelled the unfamiliar and familiar scent of food in the air, and he couldn't help being a little dazed.
While sitting on the sofa in the living room, a beautiful Latino woman was turning her head to look.
Seeing him, she smiled naturally, stood up and waved: "Hello, Mr. McCready, I'm Luke's friend Selena."
Damon was relieved, and glanced at the living room.
Selena seemed to know what he was thinking: "Mindy is in the kitchen, she should be trying dishes."
In the kitchen, Luke, of course, heard this conversation, and patted the little Loli who was fighting with the brisket on the head: "Your dad is back, tell him to clean up, and then you can have lunch."
Mindy snorted, and trotted out: "Dad, you're back. Hurry up and wash your hands, lunch is ready, just wait for you to come back?"
Damon: "Huh?"
Five minutes later, the four of them sat at the table, and Damon was a little dazed looking at the dishes on the table.
Luke smiled and said, "Mindy said that she hasn't had breakfast yet, and she's going to buy some food and come back to cook it, so I took the liberty of going to the door. Make it casually, the taste is average, don't hold out too much hope."
Damon: …
Steak, char siew, tomato brisket, then a hodgepodge of celery, carrot, onion and pork slices.
In addition to the steak thing, whether it is the red and sweet barbecued pork, or the same red and sweet tomato brisket, and the green, white and red vegetable hodgepodge, it is very mouth-watering.
But Selena comforted herself silently in her heart: Forget it, for Luke's own hands-on sake, this meal is barely edible.
For her already intuitive taste buds, the downsides of these dishes were obvious.
The marinating time of the barbecued pork is not enough, so the internal flavor is not enough.
The tomato brisket is simmered on a low fire for too short time, and the brisket is not soft enough.
The pork was mediocre in the vegetable hodgepodge, which dragged down the umami of the whole dish.
But these are not problems of Luke's cooking skills, it's just that there is not enough time, and the father and daughter can't eat it.
Compared with the father and daughter who subconsciously accelerated after taking a few bites, Selena ate as fast as a normal person today, and the sense of superiority in her heart was even more spontaneous.
This kind of inferior food looks like it has never been eaten in several lifetimes, what a pity! A certain foodie complained about the father and daughter in his heart. He never thought about himself at first, but he could even eat lazy rice with relish.
Soon the dishes on the table were swept away, and the pizza that Damon bought had long been forgotten in the living room.
Mindy stayed alone in the dining room, clearing the dishes.
Damon and Luke sat back in the living room, drinking coffee and chatting.
The two talked a few words about the recent situation, probably like "How are you doing? It's good. How is my life? It's good too" and this kind of meaningless nonsense, Luke changed the subject.
"Damon, it might be a bit rude to say this, but I don't think it's a good choice to leave Mindy at home alone, or even let her buy lunch ingredients." Luke said with a crit.