Flore's eyes suddenly brightened, "Big John? This kid is back? ”

Seeing Old John nodding, Flower smiled and turned his head to look at me and Chengyi, "You're in for a treat." My old friend's two sons, Big John and Little John, are great cooks. Big John was also a three-Michelin-starred chef. A few years ago, he resigned and went to Africa to find inspiration, and the cake he made was a must. ”

As he spoke, Flower walked unceremoniously to the refrigerator, and before he opened the refrigerator and took out the cake, a laugh suddenly came from the direction of the door, "Thank you Uncle Flower for still praising me so much behind my back, I have fresh cake here, eat this." ”

Turning his head, he saw that he was a middle-aged man who was almost carved out of the same mold as Old John, with the same beard and the same strong and burly head.

Flower smiled and walked up to the middle-aged man and gave the middle-aged man a bear hug, "Marton, long time no see." What do you think? Is Africa fun? ”

Marton smiled and handed the box to Flor, "It's wonderful. I saw a lot of things there that I hadn't seen before. It inspires me a lot. ”

"That's good, you must have made a lot of progress in your cooking skills."

Flower smiled and put his hand on Marton's shoulder, turned to look at me and Chengyi, "Introduction, this is the big John I told you, nicknamed Marton." An amazing cook. ”

Marton? Mutton?

I was stunned for a moment, and then I couldn't cry or laugh, this family seems to really love the profession of chef to the core, and choosing a nickname is so down-to-earth and related to food.

In English, the pronunciation of the word mutton is marton.

Marton smiled and said hello to the two of us, then turned and went into the kitchen. Flower walked up to me with the cake in his hand, opened the box, and a beautifully crafted Black Forest cake lay quietly in the middle of the box.

Cheng suddenly exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, I can't bear to eat it." ”

The brown cake is topped with a layer of chocolate chips, and the top three cherries are placed on top of it, and the yellow light overhead illuminates the surface of the cherries, making the Black Forest cake look like a perfect sculpture rather than food.

Flower mercilessly picked up the knife and cut it, and said with a smile: "Can't bear to eat it?" You've never seen the most beautiful cake Marton makes, and that's what you can't bear to eat. At most, this is what Marton's kid practiced. Take this to cushion your stomach before the barbecue is good. ”

After taking the cake handed by Flower, he realized that the black forest was cut into three distinct layers, and the dividing line between each layer was made of white cream. I took a small piece with a fork and put it in my mouth, and the flavor of the cream and the sweetness of the cake itself blended perfectly, but other than that, the taste of the chocolate chips did not taste much, but tasted a faint taste of wine.

Flower smiled at me and asked, "How's that?" What does it taste like? ”

I smiled and said, "It's delicious, it's just not quite what I think of the Black Forest." ”

Flower laughed, "I know what you're referring to, it's the taste of cherry wine." This is the true taste of the Black Forest. The Black Forest cake originated in the Black Forest region of southern Germany, where the peasants not only made the surplus cherries into jam when the cherries were harvested, but also generously stuffed the cherries into the middle layer of the cake or carefully decorated on the surface of the cake as a decoration. ”

"When whipping cream into the cake, a lot of cherry juice is added. When making zuò cake bases, cherry juice and cherry wine are also added to the batter. This cherry and whipped cream cake was the first Black Forest cake when it spread from the Black Forest. Later, when the Black Forest spread to the rest of the world, some regions changed this practice to suit the tastes of the local people, and the cherry wine was removed from the raw material. ”

Cheng Yi smiled and praised Flower, "Old man, you know a lot." ”

Flower smiled and forked a piece of cake, "These are all things that Old John told me, and I used to ask Old John for dinner." At that time, Old John's String Bar had not yet opened, and he was still a famous chef in the City of London, and I was still a handsome young man. ”

I rolled my eyes and directly debunked Flower, "You want to highlight the last sentence." Anyway, Old John used to be a very good chef? ”

Flower showed a childish smile and waved his hand, "Hehe, it's hard to tear down." As for Old John, how to say it, he and his two sons, Big John and Little John, are both chefs, and now Little John is the chef of a five-star hotel, Big John used to work in three Michelin stars, but if I want to evaluate them, the three of them, Old John first, Big John second, Little John third. But now that Marton has returned from Africa, he may be tied for first place with Old John. ”

I was taken aback, "So powerful?" ”

For Flower's words, I subconsciously thought of the word disbelief. I can still see a little bit of the temperament and demeanor of a celebrity chef from Marton, that is, Big John, after all, the aura he just walked in is not something that ordinary people can have, and this Black Forest cake also adds a lot of points to his identity as a celebrity chef.

But I don't see anything in Old John about celebrity chefs. From the first time I met him, I always thought that this was an ordinary BBQ chef, and Flower's words were indeed very unexpected to me.

Flower said seriously with a smile on his face: "It's not powerful, but invincible." When he was young, John was invincible in the kitchen, and there were very few people in Europe who could match him, just like Dugu seeking defeat. Someone once used such a sentence to describe John, in the back kitchen, the novice is in a hurry, the veteran is well-organized, the master is calm, the grandmaster is fluent, and only John is dancing. ”

Old John's hearty laugh came from the kitchen, "I didn't expect to hear you Flauer praise me a few words in my lifetime." ”

Flower laughed and said, "It's not me who praises you, but someone else." I'm just going to retell it, and if you can enjoy the food you John makes, if those gourmets know about it, they will die of depression. ”

Old John placed the three plates in front of us, then picked up the unfinished portion of Black Forest in front of Flor and sat down on the table across the aisle from our table, looked at me and Chengyi and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Don't listen to this old guy's nonsense. ”

As he spoke, Old John lowered his head and took a bite of the Black Forest, raised his head and shouted to Marton in the kitchen: "Marton, there is no need to put so much chocolate in the Black Forest cake, what you want to highlight is the taste of cherry wine and cream." ”

Looking at Old John, I don't know why I suddenly believed what Flauer said.