## Chapter 457 – #96_Travel(6)
#456
1.
Kimchi Jjim.
It’s Siwoo’s favorite food, and a dish that almost all Koreans enjoy.
Moreover, Sharon, who is a witch, and her apprentice witch, Odile Odette, had also praised it, so I was confident in my cooking.
Furthermore, unlike typical Kimchi Jjim that uses cheaper cuts like pork hind leg, this place uses pork belly.
The visual of thick slices of pork belly rolled in kimchi and simmered to perfection was so stimulating that it could bring back anyone’s appetite.
The steamed rice also looked fluffy and delicious.
“I’ll serve you.”
“No, I can do it myself….”
“It’s your first time trying it, isn’t it?”
Siwoo portioned the meat and cooked kimchi onto a plate, adding a bit of broth, and handed it to Amelia.
He thought it would be difficult to tear the kimchi with a fork.
“You can eat the meat with the kimchi.”
“Okay.”
Amelia held the fork she had requested earlier and looked at the plate Siwoo had given her.
This was Siwoo’s hometown food.
There was a reason why Amelia couldn’t recreate it.
Of course, it was difficult to get the local ingredients back then, but even if she had the exact same ingredients, she would never be able to replicate it.
That’s because she couldn’t imagine that such a bright red dish could exist.
“Thank you for the food.”
“I’ll eat well.”
The moment they both took a bite of the meat.
Amelia felt it.
Salty. Sour. Stimulating. Greasy. And above all…
It was so, so, so spicy.
Amelia was a witch who rarely ate anything other than light tea during tea time.
Therefore, the food she ate was mostly desserts like cakes and scones, and even when she occasionally had a meal, it was mostly bread and salads with little seasoning.
For Amelia, whose most stimulating food was bacon, Kimchi Jjim was too intense.
For Amelia, who had little tolerance for anything spicier than pepper, the broth with chili powder, garlic, gochujang, and even Cheongyang peppers was like a burning flame from the depths of hell.
“Ummm…”
It felt like fire was coming out every time she breathed.
Her tongue was numb and tingling.
For Amelia, the ultimate spice wimp, Kimchi Jjim was a dish that was on the verge of triggering her self-defense mechanism.
Amelia trembled, but she calmly drank water, trying to maintain her usual expression.
Today’s tidbit.
The components that make up spiciness are fat-soluble, so drinking water doesn’t help.
It seemed to get better for a moment, but the tingling sensation that followed made her tongue even more numb.
“Does it suit your taste?”
In front of the suffering Amelia was Siwoo, enjoying his hometown food with a happy expression.
The way he ate the bright red broth without any problem looked as bizarre as a circus performer swallowing fire.
Nod nod.
Actually, it didn’t suit her taste at all.
She wanted to ask if this was actually food and not some kind of torture device.
But she didn’t want to show that she didn’t like it or make a face in front of him, who was happily eating Kimchi Jjim.
Especially since it was Amelia who had suggested the menu in the first place.
After all, when Amelia’s cooking didn’t suit his taste, he had finished it all as if it was delicious, hadn’t he?
“My mother used to make this for me often when she was alive.”
“…Ah.”
“You could say it’s a food of memories.”
“……”
As Siwoo continued to speak, Amelia sighed in relief.
Thank goodness.
She was glad she didn’t show it.
“It’s not too spicy for you?”
Nod nod.
Amelia nodded her head, but she flinched at Siwoo’s following words and actions.
“That’s good, please eat a lot.”
Siwoo said, and then piled up the kimchi and meat he had torn into bite-sized pieces onto Amelia’s plate.
Amelia didn’t even have time to say, ‘Stop! Stop! That’s enough!’
“The ingredients in Gehenna are good quality and the food is delicious, but the food we eat at the mansion is too luxurious. It’s like palace cuisine, you know? That’s why I sometimes crave something more common. I’m glad it seems like you like it too, Amelia.”
Every time the bright red broth-dripping meat piled up, Amelia felt a sense of pressure weighing down on her shoulders.
Another menu… wasn’t there another menu?
There was still a chance to order something less spicy and say, ‘This is delicious too!’ and naturally avoid the situation.
Amelia looked at the menu for an emergency escape.
〈80-Year Traditional Daehan Kimchi Jjim〉
Pork Belly Kimchi Jjim (Large) ₩45,000
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