Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 630: Chapter 630: Have you seen Cindy Clarke?

Even with just a bite like this, accompanied by the “salmon,” one would not find it too spicy or pungent.

This freshly ground wasabi sauce must never be mixed with soy sauce.

Doing so would diminish the fragrance of wasabi.

Charles Dean took a bite and, after chewing for a while, suddenly stopped.

Charles Dean widened his eyes in amazement, “My God! After dipping it in soy sauce and wasabi, the taste completely changed.”

“I feel like I am eating raw fish. The combination of soy milk, gelatin, and cream has a texture that is strikingly similar to the white fat in the middle of salmon!”

“It’s amazing.” Charles Dean exclaimed, “The results are completely different compared to when you don’t dip in sauce, as if you’re eating two completely different dishes.”

Wesley Gordon closed his eyes and savored the taste, “it should be because of the impact of the soy sauce and wasabi.”

Cindy Clarke nodded, “And, it can evoke the diners’ memories.”

“Japanese cuisine is familiar to everyone and is eaten regularly. Excluding those who do not like sashimi itself, those who enjoy it have made dipping in soy sauce and wasabi a habit. These two tastes have become a deeply ingrained memory.”

“So, just by tasting these two flavors, diners experience a kind of mental suggestion, automatically evoking the memory of eating sashimi, including the taste and texture. Under the influence of this mental suggestion, it naturally feels more and more like the real thing.”

Cindy Clarke said sheepishly, “However, this is only true for a few bites. After eating more, the difference will become apparent.”

But achieving this level of imitation is already impressive.

Suddenly, the judges were faced with a difficult decision.

Cindy Clarke and Parker Honi’s dishes were both excellent, and they appeared on two different paths.

One imitated the pork of the land, while the other replicated the freshness of the sea.

But both chose to use soy sauce, a heavier seasoning, to mask the original taste of the ingredients.

Parker Honi’s dish was rich and heavy, while Cindy Clarke’s was light, fresh, and refreshing.

Each had its unique characteristics.

If it weren’t for the time limit of the live broadcast, the Five Judges wouldn’t know how long they would need to discuss.

In the end, the Five Judges finished their discussion and returned to the stage together.

“For this competition, the five of us have discussed for a long time, but we still can’t decide on who should be declared the ultimate winner,” said Wesley Gordon.

“So, in the end, we decided that Parker Honi and Cindy Clarke are both first in this competition,” Wesley Gordon declared.

Parker Honi pursed his lips, not completely satisfied.

Being first meant he was strong.

Being second meant his skills were inferior.

Being tied for first, he had no interest in that.

“This competition does not count scores or rankings. The only goal is to decide the first and last place,” Wesley Gordon explained.

“At this point in the competition, everyone remaining is not weak. It’s just that their opponents are stronger.”

“You all performed very well, and it was not because of mistakes that you were eliminated,” Wesley Gordon said.

“So, those who were eliminated shouldn’t be discouraged. Anyone who has made it this far is already outstanding.”

“Now, I will announce the eliminated player of this competition.” Wesley Gordon paused for a few seconds before announcing.

The audience was growing tense.

Wesley Gordon scanned the gaze over all the contestants before saying, “Natalie Campbell.”

Natalie Campbell let out a breath, not at all surprised by this result.

Since she had already prepared herself mentally, she was able to accept it calmly.

After seeing the dishes from the other contestants, she knew that her dish lacked competitiveness.

It was neither innovative nor flavorful.

In the end, only 13 contestants remained in this competition.

***

Nork City.

Even though Wendy Clarke’s restaurant issues were unresolved, she still kept an eye on Cindy Clarke’s competition.

Unexpectedly, Cindy Clarke won once again in this competition.

She even tied for first place with Parker Honi.

Wendy never believed that Cindy Clarke’s cooking skills could be so outstanding that she would consistently be ranked first.

Every time Wendy saw Cindy Clarke, she thought of Cindy Clarke’s son.

Wendy didn’t know how Mrs. Lopez was handling it or whether she had met Cindy Clarke.

Had Mrs. Lopez seen Cindy Clarke’s son?

If so, what was Mrs. Lopez’s attitude towards the boy?

Wendy had a lot of questions for Mrs. Lopez at this point.

Moreover, with Cindy Clarke advancing and achieving such promising results, Wendy simply couldn’t let go of her resentment.

As a result, she barely slept at all that night, spending the entire time tossing and turning.

Finally, when the next day came, Wendy immediately went to Mrs. Lopez.

Mrs. Lopez had received Wendy’s invitation and was actually looking forward to seeing her face to face.

Since Wendy had taken the initiative to reach out, it was perfect timing.

Mrs. Lopez had not forgotten that Wendy Clarke had tried to scheme against her.

Mrs. Lopez and Wendy met in a private room at a restaurant.

With only the two of them in the room, it was convenient for conversation without fear of being overheard.

However, they did not meet at Wendy Clarke’s restaurant.

Originally, Wendy planned to go straight to her restaurant.

Being on her own turf, it should have been more convenient.

Besides, dining in a restaurant always required spending money.

If Mrs. Lopez paid, it would directly benefit Wendy’s restaurant.

If Mrs. Lopez feigned ignorance and refused to pay,

Then after all, it was Wendy’s restaurant, whether coming in or going out, it would be the same.

Wendy’s calculations were excellent, but unfortunately, Mrs. Lopez rejected the idea of going to her restaurant and chose an unrelated one instead.

Mrs. Lopez’s thoughts were simple and direct.

She did not want to discuss matters on Wendy’s territory.

It made Mrs. Lopez feel too passive.

In case there was an accident on Wendy’s turf, it would be difficult to explain.

In the end, Wendy conceded.

After all, Wendy needed something from Mrs. Lopez at this point.

The two chose a seemingly ordinary restaurant and booked a private room.

Wendy was quite polite, ordering food and pouring tea for Mrs. Lopez first.

Then she asked Mrs. Lopez, “Mrs. Lopez, did you go to Belfard?”

Mrs. Lopez raised her eyebrows, “Are you trying to rush me?”

“No, just asking,” said Wendy immediately, “After all, it’s about my sister, I can’t help but be concerned.”

“You’re even more worried than your sister.” Mrs. Lopez smirked sarcastically.

“After all, I’m her sister,” Wendy sighed, “I want what’s best for her.”

Wendy’s expression darkened, “Even though she might not appreciate it.”

Mrs. Lopez sneered, even if she didn’t know about Wendy Clarke’s plot, she would never be fooled by Wendy’s acting.

Mrs. Lopez took a sip of tea slowly and said, “I have indeed been to Belfard. I just got back.”

Wendy unconsciously leaned forward and asked, “Did you see Cindy Clarke?”

Mrs. Lopez smiled and said, “I did.”

“I even saw her son,” Mrs. Lopez added.