A table was placed in front of Lee Hyeseon and Jo Ara. Although it was difficult to say that it was a traditional 5-dish table, at least, it resembled Korean cuisine.
But it wasn’t only in front of them. In front of Grace and Gemma, and Fabio and Amelia, food was placed on their respective tables. What caught their eyes were Kaya’s dishes.
All of Kaya’s dishes were simple and ignorant. The first one was a stew she put all kinds of rare and expensive ingredients in. There was also grinded lobster meat in its shell with white sauce and vegetables, and on top of that was mozarella cheese. A T-bone so big many people had to eat it to finish it. A huge prawn, and huge crab, sea mussels with sarcodon mushrooms, oil tagliatelle with paprika, and a big strawberry chiffon cake.
At first glance, you would wonder if there was anything special, but you could only laugh when you saw the ingredients. Because each and everyone was an expensive ingredient and the amount of it was really big. It could clearly be seen that she wanted to make her family expensive and delicious things a bit more. Alan forced a laugh.
“Kaya, do you think that your family will be able to eat all of this?”
Kaya evaded Alan’s sight and touched her apron as if she also noticed that she had gone too far. She didn’t have much of an opportunity to give Grace and Gemma a good dish. Kaya also tried her best, but how delicious would dishes made with cheap or bad quality ingredients be?
And because of that, she wanted to properly take this opportunity. She wanted to give her things so delicious that would forever be engraved in their memories, and give them so much to the point their bellies exploded. And fortunately, her feelings reached. Because every time Gemma grabbed tagliatelle or steak with sloppy fork movements, she put a bright smile.
Jo Minjoon didn’t see Kaya’s dishes to be excessive. Rather, he felt that he had lost. Not on the mission, but on the heart. She thinks of her family that warmly, so who would be able to say that it was excessive? On top of that, the cooking score wasn’t bad. There was nothing that was below 7 points. The tagliatelle and steak was 8 points. And in the case of lobster, she even got 9 points. Although the composition score was only 7……. He didn’t know how it would turn out because of the dishes personality.
Anderson’s cooking was the opposite. Four course. It started with a bean soup with an inky bread he baked himself, pumpkin gnocchi with salad and cheese, meatloaf made with sheep meat, and a crepe with peanut compota. It wasn’t specially huge, but when you looked at every one of it you could only think that it was high class. There wasn’t a special recipe, and he only followed on the basics, but along with Anderson’s clean skills there wasn’t nowhere to fix. Only one thing, excluding the soup it was all 8 points.
‘……..It’s dangerous.’
Jo Minjoon bit his lips. His dishes didn’t fall back to theirs. Although the average score was lower, that was because he had more dishes. He had accomplished getting 8 points on all three mains, and excluding the rice there was nothing that fell under 7 points. But if they asked him if he did better than Kaya or Anderson, the answer would be vague.
Jo Minjoon extended his fist. Kaya and Anderson that were next to him put confused faces, and slowly extended theirs too. When the three fists touched Jo Minjoon opened his mouth.
“Let’s win. Everyone.”
It wasn’t possible. One of the three was going to cross the door of elimination. There was no one that didn’t know that everyone could win. But why was it. At that moment, Anderson and Kaya nodded.
The word of winning didn’t mean about the mission, but was directed at another thing. It wasn’t that they had interpreted it secondarily. And even Jo Minjoon didn’t say it with that in mind. It was only the problem of the heart. The heart of wanting everyone to win, and to keep on walking with everyone. Anderson and Kaya could feel that.
“At least today…….”
Jo Minjoon opened his mouth. His voice was trembling uneasily with nervousness, fear and resolution.
“At least, I want to win today. More than anytime.”
“……..You can. Everyone can.”
Kaya talked with a really softer voice compared to usual. If it was like usual, Anderson that should have said something about her voice, was keeping his mouth shut right now.
The judges approached. It seemed like Alan’s eyes were directed to Kaya, but he turned to look at Anderson.
“I came eating your dishes. Before saying our evaluation, let’s first hear the story of the family. Fabio, Amelia. How was it?”
“Well…….I wonder. I could see some lacking points……”
“Even so, he’s your child. Are you going to act that tenacious?”
“There’s one thing our child education’s we thought of when we married. We lecture what’s meant to be lectured, and praise what’s supposed to be praised. Well, the dishes were fine. And the flavor was also good.”