172 Strong taste, light taste (1/2)
After processing the salmon, it will be grilled with salt.
After all, if you say Japanese food, it's salted salmon. I guess the grilled fish that goes well with rice is teriyaki for salmon and yellowtail.
Then boil spinach and soak in water. When cool, drain well and cut into lengths that are easy to eat.
After that, just add soy sauce, mirin, and a small amount of broth and mix.
Because spinach that is crispy and wet in this hot season is delicious. Finally, let's cool down a little with ice magic.
After the two are over, next is miso soup.
Increase the heat of the nameko pot, which has a rich aroma, and dissolve the miso just before boiling.
This time we don't need broth because of the taste of tanko. The taste of miso and tanko is enough.
When the miso is melted and stirred, the rich aroma of the miso drifts around.
”Oh, good smell”
”Miso, which had that strong smell, calms down when melted.”
I sniffed the smell of the miso soup and muttered, Bartolo said with a soft expression.
The smell of miso soup can really settle down somewhere.
Even when I was busy and didn't have a good appetite, smelling this smell was wonderfully relaxing and eating well. If you put in a lot of vegetables, the nutritional score will be full, and you've been well helped.
When I was thinking about such things, I heard a whispering voice from the exit of the kitchen.
”Is that Kagura cuisine?-It smells good!”
”It is a strange scent that relieves somehow.”
”True”
The scent of miso drifting from the kitchen spread to the mansion and seemed to have attracted the maids Mina and Sala, and her mother, Elna.
Are mother Elna aside, are Mina and Sala safe? Well, there's Sala, and it doesn't seem to be throwing out work.
Peeking through the door, I look back to Bartolo, ignoring the three faces.
”Do you want to taste it?”
”Yes, that's right!
At the same time as Bartolo responded, I heard an enviable voice from the door saying ”Oh!”
I will ignore the piercing gaze and put miso soup on a small plate.
When Bartolo received the small plate, he slowly rinsed the miso soup.
Then, Bartolo calms the strong expression.
”... Oh, just drinking it calms my heart.”
”I haven't seen Bartolo-san's such a tender look! Is it so delicious?”
“…………”
”... I want to taste it too”
Mr. Erna, are you telling us to hear it?
And Sala, please do not appeal to just taste. On the contrary, it is scary because there is no word.
”Miso tastes good, right?”
”Ah! I guess it doesn't matter if you put in various ingredients. But I don't feel that it tastes a little thin. There is ... ”
Oh, yeah, because some people in this mansion like light and strong tastes.
Dad Nord and Silvio prefer light tastes, and do not like deep-fried foods such as fried, skewered and fried bread. Sala is on this side even in the maid.
On the other hand, Elna mother, Elinora unnie, Mina, Mel and others like dark flavored foods, and eat a lot of dark flavored foods.
By the way, I am in the middle. Sometimes I prefer a light taste, sometimes I prefer a dark taste. As expected, she does not eat fried or sweet foods like her mother and Elinora, but she does when she eats.
It was natural that it changed depending on your mood, probably because you lived in a pre-saturated world.
”I have to find a seasoning that suits each person.”
”... I see. Well, isn't it better to actually taste it?”
While saying so, Bartolo glances at the door.
I heard our conversation at the door.
”That's right. Let everyone in the mansion taste it. Would you like to season while listening to that opinion?”
The moment I said that, Elna's mother, Mina and Sala entered the kitchen with a happy expression.
I really want somebody to call my dad and Sylvio, but I can't say that.
”Then I'll call Nord and Silvio.”
”understood”
Bartolo, who saw the women, smiled and went out of the kitchen.
I wonder if Bartolo is taking care of it.
I pour the miso soup into a small dish for three women and hand it over.
Surprisingly, Elna's mother, who touched first, and Sarah, who touched second, didn't talk.
When wondering, the gaze of the two was being poured into Mina, who was receiving the third and bringing it to his mouth.
”It's hot!”
When Mina, who was the first to get hot, got hot, her mother and Sarah breathed elegantly into a small dish.
Did you check the heat by using Mina as an experimental body?
Erna's mother and Sarah are crazy. However, I think these people are living in the world well.
Erna's mother and Sala cool the miso soup a little and slowly raise the small plate.
Then I swallowed my eyes down, and opened my eyes.
”Another cup”
”Please say what you think”
”It's delicious”
”Is delicious”
When I asked for their impressions, they all stated such a simple impression.
I don't need a reaction like Elinora unnie.
”No, I guess the taste is just right ...”
”I see. I'll check it again and pour it.”
”It's the first taste. I think you can judge if you drink it again.”
They both heard the conversation and apparently understood the meaning, but they said something like that.
”... It's a calm taste. Oh, please give me another cup.”
Mina doesn't even exist. Do you really understand the meaning of tasting? I feel like I'm dealing with a sampler who doesn't buy.
Well, I guess you liked it so much. Is it okay because I was relieved about that?
I was so convinced, I received the protruding small plates and poured the miso soup.
Then, if you taste again, you will get an impression about the seasoning.
”It's delicious, but I prefer a bit more flavor.”