CH 729 (1/2)

Worn And Torn Newbie chapter 729

Episode 729: Sharing a Drinking Glass, Brother (3)

The British try to make amends for their wrongs (any kind) by having a sandwich for lunch every Saturday. (omitted) 'Make it as thin as possible' was a cooking rule deeply embedded in the collective consciousness of the people. I don't know what my sins are

There will be more than enough to atone for the sandwiches that are forcibly fed to the people.

-Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Milky Way

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Me and Feisa were at a loss for words when they saw the dish in front of us.

All meals are made with meat

was loosing

Beef, lamb, and wild boar in mint sauce keep coming in.

Anyway, I wondered if there were too many vegetables, so I raised my hand and asked.

”Are there any vegetables?”

Then the cook asked again, as if puzzled.

”Why do cows and sheep eat vegetables, so why do they need vegetables?”

Hmm, that's pretty convincing.

But I can't just eat meat because I'm on a diet these days.

Ethiopian athletes also seem to be more accustomed to the vegetarian diet that can be consumed during the Orthodox fast.

”Still, there were some vegetables.

I wish I could.”

is that so?

Hearing my order, the cook shrugged his shoulders and went back to the kitchen to bring something.

It was a mass of hash browns.

It was a greasy meal just by looking at it, so I was worried for a while.

I have a lot of raids these days.

It's like Arthur, when I eat only fatty foods like this, my body gets wet.

”Vegetables are ready now. Do you have any fruits?”

”You're picky.”

The chef shrugged and presented the fruit in front of me.

It was a fruit embedded in syrup and jelly.

I shut my mouth for a moment, looking down at the sugary fruit.

Sorry. Is there any food that is a little healthier and less burdensome?”

Hmm. In that case, I recommend the fish.”

”Ah, fish. Fish is good.”

When I nodded, the chef

He grinned as if it had finally made sense.

And then he held out in front of me a translucent mass of jelly.

A fish head is embedded in it with its eyes open.

”It is eel pudding.”

”Onion porridge is service.”

Pudding with eel and porridge with mashed onions were served.

When I was speechless, the Ethiopian players next to me clapped their hands and laughed.

”Hey, let's just eat what we normally eat.”

Paisa ordered plain fish and chips and haggis.

Then, deep-fried white fish (ah

Codfish and Maggie), French fries, and a chunk of meat somewhere between sausage and sundae came out.

These were delicious enough to blow away the preconceived notions of British cuisine that were notoriously tasteless.

”I heard that Fash and Chips is not good... A good house is good. Of course, at this price, a bowl of hot soup would be better.”

”Fried fish and sprinkled with sauce.

It's hard for you to be tasteless. However, it seems to be made better in Korea.”

”Do you have fish and chips in Ethiopia?”

”Yes. Seafood is rare, so it's a bit pricey.”

The oldest on the first team, Belle Ray, reached out to me with her right hand and fed me food.

This was an act of 'Gursha' to show courtesy and hospitality towards me.

In Ethiopia, originally, people eat food with their right hand without using a spoon or fork, but everyone here used the tableware properly.

Only Maru Maru, who had no overseas travel experience, gave up and used his right hand while cutting awkwardly.

Me and Paysa give or take

and savored British cuisine.

In fact, everything is delicious as long as there is a little alcohol in it.

(Except the sardine pie and eel pudding.)

When I'm full, I feel a little nauseous.

At that time, Maru Mamo picked up her smartphone and showed her YouTube account, where she had finished subscribing, liking, and setting up notifications for my channel.

aka 3 new subscriptions. a true fan

it's all about

Of course, I also subscribed to the accounts of Ethiopian players.

Maru Mamo looked at my account and asked with bright eyes.

”Why do you like Ethiopia?”