[Comprehensive British and American] Super power gourmet

"Sherlock, how do you know we're here?"

If we say we met by chance, that would be too coincidental.Abby has reason to believe that if the morning tea here is not too delicious, Sherlock will definitely not appear in front of her so soon.

"I accepted Mycroft's entrustment to come to New York to take care of you." Sherlock raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Two hours ago, at 7:5 New York time, I arrived at your small apartment in Queens and knocked The door opened for 1 seconds. Not too loud, just enough to wake you up, I waited for a full minute, no one opened the door, obviously you are not in the apartment. Can wake you up before 8 o'clock Yes, I think, nothing but good morning tea."

"There are tens of thousands of morning tea shops in New York, how do you know I'm in this shop?" It's not that Abby has any prejudice against the witty Mr. Holmes, but she and Mycroft fought hard for an independent life.It's Sherlock who is here now, will Mycroft come over in person tomorrow?What's more, remembering that I was on Baker Street before, no matter how I look at it, Abby is a little more imbecile in taking care of this life.

"Oh, YEIP knows everything." Sherlock said shaking the phone.

He is very witty.

"Hi, long time no see! Bucky." Mr. Holmes, who didn't know that he had been blacklisted by a certain girl, greeted his friend in a friendly way, and greeted Captain America by the way, "Captain America? I often see The report about you, your pectoral muscles, are amazing!"

The big-breasted American sweetheart, "...Thank you." It was the first time I heard someone praise me so much, and I blushed for no reason.

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"Is it true that Mycroft is not coming back to New York?" Abby looked at Sherlock suspiciously, trying to see any clues of lying on the face of this high-intelligence detective.

"Of course." Sherlock hasn't been to New York for a long time. He has always had a special preference for this fashionable city. He thought that he should bring his co-living roommate here next time, but also remembered that his roommate was married, so he immediately dismissed it. Idea, "Macrof's addiction to sweets is beyond everyone's control, we should follow the doctor's advice, he must stay away from you."

The girl is a little relieved.It was almost dusk, and when they came back from shopping in the supermarket, each of them was holding a huge brown paper bag. Suddenly, a person was stuffed in the apartment, and they had to buy more ingredients.

Abby was still thinking about today's dinner, when a supercar fell from the sky and rushed to the two of them.

"Mr. Wayne." After seeing who was sitting in the car, Abby forced out a half-truth and half-fake smile. She didn't want to have anything to do with the man who prevented her from opening a dessert shop. good face.

"What a coincidence, Abby." The car window lowered, revealing Bruce's very rich face, seeing Sherlock standing next to Abby, Bruce was taken aback, and greeted with a smile, "Hi, Sherlock .Say hello to Mycroft for me too."

McCoff is good.Abby answered him in her heart, why do superheroes like to pretend to be coincidental encounters?Don't they know how bad their acting skills are?

Not wanting to say much, after the simple greetings, Abby was about to leave.

She had an ominous premonition.

really…

"Girl, you still owe me squid ink paella and seafood spaghetti." Bruce called Abby anxiously. After parting ways in the restaurant that day, Bruce was shocked to find that he was suffering from a serious illness that made him forget about eating and drinking.

Abalone's wings and belly were also tasteless, and the chefs at home were trembling every day, for fear that the master would dislike their cooking skills.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, or just today." He added.

Do superheroes still have a superpower called thick skin?Abby and Sherlock looked at each other, and before she could answer, Holmes snapped, "Of course, Mr. Wayne, Abby always keeps her word."

Sherlock I thank you!Holmes, the pit king, is online. It must be revenge for the teasing she made with Moriatti last time.

"It's like this, Mr. Wayne. I haven't prepared the ingredients for the Spanish recipe yet." Abby looked embarrassed, then thought of something, and her eyes lit up, "But I have a good friend who opened a restaurant in New York. I opened a French restaurant. A few days ago, I just accepted three invitations for its soft opening, I wonder if Mr. Wayne will appreciate it?"

"Of course." Bruce agreed without hesitation, and Abby's vision was never wrong.Under the excitement that could not be concealed, he ignored the sly look in the girl's eyes.

This newly opened French restaurant is located in the countryside of New York. It took more than two hours to drive out of the city to arrive. The surrounding area is deserted and deserted.When Sherlock got out of the car, he shivered suddenly, "Your friend has a personality if you open the restaurant in this kind of place."

"Yes, he's a very interesting man."

Abby pushed the door open and entered, the temperature inside was much warmer than outside.The entire store is in cool white tones, and adopts a chef's table design, with twelve seats surrounding the cooking station.It's just that there is no diner, only two young handsome guys standing in front of the cooking table, smiling standardly at the three guests.

For a moment, Bruce thought Abby was playing tricks on him, because the scene was so weird.They didn't seem to be coming to eat, as if they had fallen into a certain cage. Fortunately, they were waiting for the dishes to be served, and their worries disappeared immediately.

The appetizer is fruit corn, corn paste and fresh corn kernels are buried in the hollowed corn, and the light refreshing sweetness overflows the cheeks.This was followed by thinly sliced ​​wagyu beef. The raw wagyu beef was smooth and soft, sprinkled with black truffle, crab mushrooms, arugula and shredded cheese. There was no discomfort in the mouth, and it was even more delicious with red wine.

"so comfy."

I thought it was a restaurant with a sex-frigid style, but I didn't expect to feel a sense of comfort that I had never had before after eating two appetizers. Bruce leaned comfortably on the chair, a little drunk.

"Crispy fried frog legs, please enjoy." The crispy frog legs are rolled in hot oil, dipped in Korean chili sauce and spinach sauce, there is a refreshing feeling in the light spicy taste, and it can be eaten in two or three bites. My son still has more to say, and has already begun to look forward to the next dishes.

The wild starfish picks out all the bones, and the tender fish absorbs the essence in the Jinhua ham broth. The crispy outside and tender inside are very appetizing.The last appetizer is wild porcini mushroom soup, Puerto Rican mushrooms, sliced ​​black truffles, and a little chestnut, blanching out the rich and delicious mushroom soup, sprinkled with a little almond wood, highlighting the freshness of the soup.

"To be able to cook such delicious food, he must be a genius with a high IQ." Sherlock looked at the chef in front of him, a little curious, the owner behind the restaurant.

"Iberian Matsusaka meat."

The appetizers are over, and the main course officially begins.

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YELP: The US version of Dianping.

I just wrote morning tea yesterday, and I was dragged to eat it today, what a coincidence!

Then I found that I forgot to write many special features, such as char siew porridge, steamed pork ribs, steamed chicken feet, rice rolls...

I also ate French food in the evening, it was really exquisite!

Write it down while you can remember...