For example, there was a young girl who was wearing very long jeans, the trouser legs reached her ankles, but only covered half of her legs.
The remaining half of the white thigh was completely exposed by countless horizontal cuts.
Luke still remembered that he had a similar pair of jeans in his previous life. When he bought them, there was a big hole on each side. The next day, his mother patched them up with patches. The patches were the kind with cute Mickey Mouse patterns on the denim.
I can only say that Chinese mothers are so warm-hearted. They are afraid that their children’s thighs will catch cold.
The two of them strolled in leisurely, without having to greet anyone since they basically didn't know anyone anyway.
Selina found Karen and went to the dining table with the food box.
After bringing out "her own" specialty, beggar's chicken, and placing it on the long dining table for people to enjoy, Selina looked at the other food on the table.
The first thing she saw was a dish placed in the center of the dining table. There was a small menu underneath with the name of the dish written on it: Pan-fried yellow strips with lemon peel and ginger.
What is this? Selena was a little confused.
Although she loved to eat, and Luke had cooked many kinds of delicious food for her, fish was the one she cooked the least.
Moreover, Luke usually cooks Chinese dishes. He can make braised squirrel fish, pickled fish, and spicy boiled fish. But Selena has never heard of this fried yellow fish with lemon peel and ginger.
However, just looking at the shape made her drool.
But this fish is obviously the treasure of the table, and no one has yet destroyed its integrity because it looks so beautiful.
Karen noticed her gaze and introduced: "That was made by our new neighbor Natalie. It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Is that Natalie really some kind of food blogger
As soon as Selina had this thought in her mind, she immediately denied it: Luke kept saying to others that he made all those dishes and snacks himself, could he? He couldn't make any of them.
Karen didn't notice Selina's expression. She just looked at the beggar's chicken that had just been taken out with curiosity on her face: "What is this? Roasted chicken?"
Selina smiled and said, "I guess so, but it's Chinese-style roast chicken, and the taste is different from what we have here."
Karen was shocked: "You can also cook Chinese food?"
Many Chinese dishes require complicated preparation processes, which many Americans know, so they don’t make them.
Karen looked at the large German sausages on the grill not far away, and suddenly felt that her own dishes seemed a bit low-end.
In fact, let alone the German sausages and several kinds of grilled meats provided by her family, even if there are things specially placed on this table, only Natalie's pan-fried yellow strips with lemon peel and ginger are unique and surpass all the other "dishes".
The second place has to be the beggar's chicken, which is the most distinctive.
Luke wanted to have some fun so he went to Chinatown to order some lotus leaf hemp rope.
Although this specialty dish is still not as good as the authentic beggar’s chicken in lotus leaf, it looks very impressive after being packaged like this.
For example, some chocolates are wrapped in gold foil, which makes people intuitively think that they are high-end, but is gold foil for eating? Obviously not.
The difference between lotus leaf and gold foil is that the aroma of beggar's chicken will burst out when the package is opened, which feels particularly tempting.
Karen couldn't help but feel her stomach growl as she smelled the aroma.
She was so busy greeting everyone that she hadn't eaten yet.
As a plump middle-aged housewife, she still has some preferences for food.
Selena didn't care. Her performance was much more exaggerated than Karen's when she ate beggar's chicken for the first time.
She picked up a knife and quickly cut off two chicken thighs. She dug into the chicken legs a few times and picked out the chicken bones.
She took two plates from the side and put a boneless chicken drumstick on each. She whispered to Karen, "This chicken tastes best when it's hot. Try it first when no one is paying attention. Otherwise, you'll just have to eat the chicken's butt."
Karen exclaimed, took the plate blankly, and watched Selina start eating without any hesitation.
She swallowed, quickly picked up the fork beside her, picked up a piece of chicken and put it into her mouth.
When she put the chicken in her mouth, she felt that it was crispy, tender and smooth, with a little bit of wine aroma. It was not at all as dry as ordinary roast chicken. The taste was slightly sweet, which was really to her taste.
This was of course a deliberate change made by Luke, as Americans prefer sweet and sour food.
The two were eating when a woman's voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Hi, neighbor."
When Selina heard the voice, she immediately rolled her eyes and stuffed the chicken leg into her mouth in two quick movements: "Ah, Karen, I have a phone call. Go answer it first."
Then she walked away as if she hadn't heard the greeting at all.
Karen still had half a piece of chicken in her mouth. She looked at Selina, then turned her head to look behind her and smiled awkwardly: "Ah, Meg, you're here."
Meg gritted her teeth, looked at Selina who was walking away, and muttered quietly: "This young man has no manners at all. He only knows how to eat what's ready when he comes."
Karen groaned, "Meg, we're just trying out Selena's specialty."
She emphasized the second half of the sentence a little more as a reminder.
Meg was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the beggar's chicken that was opened and had two thighs missing. She snorted disdainfully, "Isn't it just a roast chicken? It's obviously made according to a recipe. It's just ordinary stuff."
Karen silently swallowed the tender and sweet chicken in her mouth, and couldn't help but retort: "Actually, this is Chinese roast chicken, and the method is very special."
Meg choked a little, but still maintained a disdainful expression: "It must taste terrible."
Karen didn't have the heart to say anything, but she also didn't feel comfortable nodding in agreement with this obviously nonsense: "At least they tried their best."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance at the bowl of vegetable salad in the corner of the dining table.
This is Meg's specialty.
However, all the ingredients for the salad, including the glass bowl it was served in, came from Karen's home.
Meg's sincerity is truly touching.
It’s because Meg sold her house and couldn’t get the raw materials here.
While responding to Meg, Karen was still honest in her actions and cut another chicken wing and put it on her plate.
Meg wanted to say something about Selina's outfit, but when she saw that she was dressed quite normally, she just stopped talking in dismay.
When she saw Karen eating chicken wings, she felt even more dissatisfied.
She took a plate and cut off a chicken wing with a knife: "I want to see how bad this roast chicken tastes."
As she said this, she became a little suspicious in her heart: This roast chicken smells... pretty good
When Meg took a bite of the chicken wings, she couldn't help but sigh: "Mmm, so delicious."
Karen： …