538 538. Emily's Kitchen




 There were four of us in the kitchen with the setting sun, me and Emily, plus Vanadium and Sakura.

 I watch as Emily and Vanadium work together to cook something.

'It's done,'

 After a moment, they were served something orange in a clear glass.

'What's this?'
Yoda's passion fruit that he brought home, and I made it into a frozen version.

 Emily answers, and Vanadium nods coyly beside her.

'What is Frozen ......?'
It's crushed ice and mixed with something else to make a sludge.
Frappuccino.
Yeah, I've heard of that one.

 I remember a young girl in my office was always taking out from a trendy cafe.

 I didn't know what kind of drink it was for about a year after I heard the name for the first time.
 I didn't know what kind of drink it was, because it was a frappuccino with a bunch of complicated names attached to its head.

 In my mind, it's a syrupy version of shaved ice with a lot of syrup.
 However, with shaved ice, it's pretty separate and the ice part is jarring.

 Compared to that, the frozen one is moist and has a very fine texture.

 I couldn't think of a way to eat it, so I took it home and gave it to her, and Emily did a great job of arranging it.

It looks great!

 Sakura was secretly excited when she saw the passion fruit frozen.

''Do you smell it?''
'Yes! There's nothing like a pile of beautiful orange ones and sprinkling seeds on top of them! I think it would look great if I took a picture for you.
Oh, ...... looks great, huh?

 I chuckled a bit.

 I remembered that the young girls in the office were always too focused on how they looked in the picture, but by the time they drank it, they were melting down.

'The tapioca sinks to the bottom, but this one floats on top, so it looks even better!
I see. ...... It's like a watermelon bar.
'No! Not even close! You don't understand, do you, Uncle?
What? No?

 Sakura, who was still excited, immediately denied it.

 I guess it's different .......
 I think it's essentially the same, but no, well, maybe it's different with the sensibilities of young kids.

''Go ahead,''
Yes.

 I nod and take the glass from Emily.
 She gave me a thicker straw to put on it, so I sip on it.

'...... delicious!'
Are you sure?
'Yeah, it's sweet and a little sour, but both are just right compared to the original. How did you make this?
Passion fruit with a little bit of sugar and yogurt.
'Oh, I see ...... is why it's so mellow: ......'

 I was more and more impressed with Emily's skills as she explained it to me.

 Both Sakura and Vanadium tried that Passion Fruit Frozen.

 They were both surprised after just one sip, and when it came to the vanadium, they were flabbergasted.

'Is it good?'
"......! (Hour by hour)

 Not only did he shake his head as hard as he could, but he expressed his joy with his whole body, Vanadium.
 If you can make people this happy, it was worth it to bring it home.

This is for you, too.

 With that, Emily holds out a steamy mug to me.

'What's this?'
It's warmed up with honey.
"Honey or ...... good!
We have tarts.
It looks great!

 The tart that he offered me more.
 The seed pods on top reminded me of a watermelon cover, but I decided not to say it in front of an excited Sakura.

 After that, Emily brought out various things.

 Some were bread, some were cakes, some were jams.
 It was all very good.

 I also ate a combo of things that were stuffed into a hole in a lotus root and served in a circle, which surprised me once with its appearance, and then I ate it with trepidation and was surprised twice with the best marriage of its flavors.

 Once again, the result was a reminder of Emily's culinary prowess.