Chapter 26 Thermal Bomb

Author: Trojanrw

Chapter 26 Thermal Bomb

"I just look at you to eat."

Faced with the calories at the table, Zhao Yan really swallowed and spit out a word.

The four walls are dark brown solid wood decorations that have not been changed since the 1950s. They are all around the long island tone. The menu placed on the dining table is simple black and white text arrangement. The daily steak price is directly written by the store staff.

Go up. Looking out of the window, there is the Williamsburg Savings Bank nearby.

The hurried waiter, the noisy conversation, and the laughing laughter. Of course, there is a large plate in front of the top lumbar spinal spine, porterhouse steak.

Here, it is the torso of New York, Brooklyn, the treasures of Williamsburg, the pinnacle of the German diet.

New York State First Bull Pavilion, Peter-Rog.

Founded by the German-American Peter Rogger in 1887, his nephew Karl Rugger became the chef. The steak hall has a history of 137 years.

After the Second World War, with the defeat of Germany, Williamsburg gradually declined, and gradually changed from a niche -German community to a area dominated by Harceid Jewish. Due to clean food regulations, new residents refused to consume consumption.

Peter-Rogie Steak House supplies the hind legs and pork bacon, which also makes the business of the restaurant fall thousands of feet.

In 1950, due to the decline in performance, Peter's son Fredrick hung the restaurant out of the auction.

The ultra-low price down the store. The two are the loyal customers of Peter-Roger Steak Hall for 25 years.

No tradition, classic fried bacon, German fries, Laimon School, of course, the most famous high -quality lumbar beef steak, all retained the same way.

It is this adherence to traditional deliciousness that Peter Rog has become a well-known first bull row.

At this moment, all the essence of Peter Rogger was presented in front of Zhao Yanzhen's eyes without reservation.

A small piece of butter plate supports a plate full of beef and waist, and arcs with a radian, and all the plump juice exuded from the meat flows in one direction.

The sound of boiling. All the diners who love steak know that in the store that can really make steaks, if the dishes that are ended are not hot enough to wrap a napkin to barely grasp it, then it is definitely not the best flavor.

"Women's Priority?"

More like a butcher, not a waiter, the man who asked.

"I don't need it anymore."

"The largest."

The two spoke at the same time.

"You can't let me eat it alone?" Looking at Zhao Yan's so wide eyes, Han Yi opened his hand, "Just taste it, I promise, this will be the most delicious meat you have ever eaten."

The waiter did not have time to wait for them to push each other, and there were more than a dozen dishes of the kitchen and waiting for him to present him. He used a steak knife to provoke a piece of five mature meat pieces and put it in Zhao Yanzhen's plate, and use a spoon — yes, yes,, yes,

You read it right. In Peter Rogger, they will also be equipped with spoons specially used to scoop gravy-pour the juice on the beef.

"Try it." Han Yi looked at the waiter, "Mr., tell her how delicious this beef is."

"Ms., I promise you. If I don't think it's delicious ..." The waiter made an OK gesture, and his words paused deliberately.

"Don't let me be kicked out of the restaurant, I haven't started eating yet."

Han Yi, who was ridiculed, took the words.

"Okay, okay, just take a bite."

Zhao Yan was really difficult to feel affection. She cut a small piece of meat and gently put it in her mouth.

Have you ever seen the cream cats satisfied with the narrow eyes when eating small fish?

Have you experienced the first bite when you have experienced hungry, do you have the endorphin on the top of the straight head?

Han Yi saw it from Zhao Yanzhen's face.

At the entrance, her pupils shrank slightly, and then seemed to have lost the scorching spread. The bright and transparent eyes were like a thin layer of fog covered with gravy, making people see it clearly.

After, Han Yi always felt that as his lips closed, he faintly heard the satisfaction of Zhao Yanzhen from the nasal cavity.

How long is this hungry?

Han Yi saw that he was full of tongue, and there was a kind of person. Seeing her eating, she had to enjoy more than herself.

Zhao Yan is obviously such a person.

"Your ice cream saint, and cheese cake."

"Thank you, just put it next to it."

Han Yi turned around and answered the waiter. When he turned around again, he found that Zhao Yanzhen had stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and took out his mobile phone, and was aligned with the dinner plate. Press the shooting key.

"It's been a long ... I haven't eaten meat anymore."

The move of taking pictures was captured on the spot. Zhao Yizhen's face appeared on a red halo full of guilt. While holding time chewing, he said vaguely.

"Why?" Han Yi was very puzzled, "Are you fasting?"

"In order to keep your body."

It wasn't until the emerald in the mouth completely swallowed that Zhao Yanzhen slowly spoke.

"I am particularly easy to get fat."

"Oh, right."

Han Yi's eyes turned towards the sky, revealing a smile you guess.

Kate-Uapon's upper sends, Cantys-Swanroper's waist, plus Rice Ribelo's legs.

What are you going to grow up?

"I was fat when I was young, and I was already 1.60 pounds at the age of thirteen." Zhao Yanzhen took a sip of ice water. It seemed to want to use this method to neutralize the fat I just took in this way.

It was the one who had been called 'Fat Pig'. Until the year of junior high school, I used a summer vacation to lose more than 50 pounds. "

"Fifty pounds?" Han Yi could not help but raise the tone, "How to do it?!"

"Eat grass every day and run along the Hanjiang River until you can't move. Take a half -hour rest and run back from the original road." Speaking of the experience, Zhao Yanzhen's eyes flickered, "I was slightly sweet at that time.

Do not eat it, which causes the blood glucose level to be very unstable. If you eat a little more greasy thing, you will dizzy. "

"Once, I couldn't help but ate a cheese cake, and finally fainted when I was bathing ... I woke up with blood in my mouth."

"Sorry, I don't know." Han Yi sighed lightly, raised his hand to gree the waiter, "Let me give you some less oily things, there are roast salmon here."

"No, it's okay!"

Zhao Yanzhen hurriedly straightened his arms to prevent Han Yi.

"Already ... have been eaten, anyway, it will be dizzy." Zhao Yanzhen's swallowing and vomiting appearance has a cuteness that does not match her appearance.

Just wait for the taxi to lean on the taxi. "

"Don't worry, if you have something, there is me."

Looking at Zhao Yizhen, who was too stuck, Han Yi couldn't help laughing. Under the eyes of the other person's strange look, he also selected a piece of fat and juicy flesh with a fork to raise it in front of Zhao Yizhen's eyes.

"cheers."

"cheers."

Zhao Yan was really amazed by the amazing appetite, and was instantly drowned by the call of the delicious factor. She also raised the meat in her hand and touched Han Yi. The two discharged the cattle at the same time.

"Woah ..."

"Hmmm ..."

FOOD MOAN, and Foodgasm, can describe the current performance of the two.

The Korean girl in front of them has completely trapped in a high -calorie satisfaction trap. The tender and abnormal but still chewy muscle fiber can squeeze out a little gravy in the mouth.

This is also ...

It's so satisfied!

"Try this again!"

Zhao Yizhen, who insisted on having taboo in Michelin Samsung, was actually inspired by himself, which made Han Yi, who claimed to be a gourmet to make a sense of achievement.

A spoonful, smashed on the cheese cake, and handed it to Zhao Yizhen.

this……

Is it a bit presumably?

Zhao Yan really looked at the fresh cream cheese cake in front of him, and looked up at Han Yi again.

"Everyone here eats like this." Han Yi used his thumb to go back, pointing to the restaurant to scramble for the diners of the Sale, walnuts and chocolate holy generations in his mouth.

"Xiao Zhao, come a spoon."

Like a weasel, who is enthusiastically worshiped the New Year, Han Yi lowered his voice and said in Chinese.

Zhao Yizhen's stars have already betrayed her. The girl couldn't wait to pick up the clean silver spoon placed next to it, and send the cream with the perfect match of the cake and the cake into the mouth.

"What is this taste!"
To be continued...