The judges hadn't even started commenting yet, but the onlookers were already in an uproar because of the way Amy ate the kebabs. If there was one thing that represented cuteness, then Amy was the only one that came to mind right now.
Moreover, the fragrant kebabs were incomparably delicious in her mouth. Her sweet and adorable smile coupled with her blissful eating posture made it seem like nothing could be more blissful than eating the kebabs in her hands.
"This should be the new dish that Mr. Mak is preparing after coming back from his trip to collect ingredients, right? As expected, Mr. Mak always brings us surprises every time he goes out to collect ingredients. I must be the first to taste this delicious kebabs tomorrow! "
"I wonder if Mr. Mak will open for business tonight. After watching the little boss eat the kebabs, I don't think I can make it through this long night."
"That's impossible. Mr. Mak is a very principled person. If he says he'll take a day off, then he'll take a day off. You don't have to think about it tonight."
All of Mamy Restaurant's regulars were completely at ease now, and were in a very good mood. Most of them were looking forward to seeing when this new dish would appear on Mamy Restaurant's menu, and their anticipation had been raised to an extreme.
As for those who had heard of Amy's for the first time, they were also starting to have some interest in the restaurant. The little girl was really enjoying her food. However, they still wanted to hear the judges' comments and see who would emerge victorious in today's competition.
Five plates of kebabs were placed in front of the five judges. Yabemiya returned to Meg's side, and Meg whispered a few words into her ear. Yabemiya was slightly taken aback, but she quickly nodded and turned to walk into the restaurant.
Meanwhile, Meg was appraising the judges with a smile, silently waiting for their comments and choices. He was still feeling a little strange. After all, this was the first time that he had placed his cooking on a table for professionals to evaluate, and two of them were from the same industry as him.
Ricky's expression was also quite grave. His hands were tightly clenched behind his back, and cold sweat was slowly flowing down his forehead. If he had known that Meg was this good at roast meat, then he definitely wouldn't have challenged him. Even if it was just to garner popularity for Ricky's Rotisserie, he would've at least removed the last two conditions. If he were to lose the recipe and the restaurant, then he would've lost everything.
Currently, a plate of roast lamb and a plate of freshly pulled kebabs were placed in front of the five judges. Three of the judges had already tasted the roast lamb, and gave it good reviews, but Mr. Hill and Mr. Robert had yet to taste it.
Mr. Robert sliced off a piece of lamb rib and a piece of lamb leg, and he nodded as he said, "This roast lamb rib is crispy and fragrant, and the sauce and condiments are just right. The control of the heat is perfect, and this is one of the best roast lamb ribs ever. The roast lamb leg is tender and juicy, and it has a very smooth texture, bringing out the delicious flavor of the lamb to perfection. In a whole roasted lamb, roasting different parts of the lamb to the best degree of heat and taste, this whole roasted lamb is undoubtedly very successful. "
Mr. Hill took a glance at Mr. Robert, and after a brief moment of contemplation, he picked up his fork again and placed a piece of lamb leg into his mouth. After chewing for a while, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he nodded as he said, "This roast lamb leg really is quite good. The skin is charred and the meat is tender, and it's even more delicious than Cardus' roast lamb. Of course, their master's dish is the roast suckling pig."
Ricky and his employees' expressions eased slightly upon hearing this. At the very least, they had received good reviews from the five judges. However, none of the judges had tasted Meg's kebabs yet, so they didn't know how they would fare.
"Let me try this roast beef skewered on bamboo skewers first." Mr. Febid was just about to cut into the kebabs when he caught sight of Amy, who was happily munching on a kebab with one hand. He hesitated momentarily before setting down his knife and fork, and he picked up a kebab instead.
The aroma of roast meat wafted toward him, and the translucent fatty meat was embedded into the beef like a series of small crystals. The sauce had been applied in an extremely smooth and even manner, and the surface of the roast meat had a faint sheen of oil, giving it a very delicate appearance.
However, the three pieces of beef were slightly different in color, and Mr. Febid was rather perplexed by this. He didn't know whether it was a mistake in applying the sauce, or a lack of control over the heat. On the surface, this was clearly a negative factor.
"To be able to roast three pieces of beef of different colors on the same kebab, it would be a pity not to dye them." Mr. Febid pursed his lips as he looked up at Meg. Even though the kebabs smelled very good, he couldn't pass up on an opportunity to use his venomous tongue. He had to maintain his own style, and he couldn't afford to ruin his image.
Febid's words also caused a burst of laughter. People who liked to read Febid's food reviews didn't want to get any recommendations from him. More often than not, they wanted to see him use sharp and vicious words to review restaurants and food. His witty words often made people smile.
"Controlling the heat is the most basic ability of roast meat." Ricky looked at the different kebabs in Mr. Febid's hands, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face. No matter how fragrant the kebabs were, if they couldn't even control the heat properly, then Meg's roast meat would only be a failure.
Everyone's expressions became even more expectant upon hearing this. The color wasn't important; the most important thing was whether or not the kebabs tasted good. Now, the outcome of the kebabs had become something that everyone was looking forward to.
Meg smiled, but didn't say anything. The reason why the kebabs were of different colors wasn't because of the heat, but the food would speak for itself, so he didn't bother to explain.
Mr. Febid was already prepared to retaliate, and he was rather disappointed to see Meg remain silent. The aroma of the kebabs in his hands wafted into his nostrils, and the most prominent one was the aroma of garlic. He had never seen anyone add garlic as a condiment to roast beef, and he couldn't imagine what the combination of the two flavors would be like. As a result, his anticipation for the kebabs plummeted even further, and he was no longer as excited as he had been when he first smelled the kebabs.
Let's at least give it a try. Hopefully, he won't ruin such a supreme-grade piece of Ironhide Bull meat, Mr. Febid thought to himself before taking a bite of the topmost piece of beef.
This flavor … It's incredible!
Mr. Febid's expression immediately lit up. As soon as the beef entered his mouth, the slightly charred skin and the garlic-scented sauce melted in his mouth. The aroma of garlic, which was normally quite pungent, was now extremely gentle and delicious, and he couldn't help but salivate. Then, he chewed it carefully. The fresh and tender beef melted in his mouth, and the aroma of garlic and meat spread out from the meat. The delicious taste bloomed in his mouth instantly. With every bite, he could feel his taste buds cheering, making it impossible for him to stop.
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