"Vincent, I have to say, these salt-roasted shrimps are a bit bland." Mark was wearing a sky blue apron, holding a plate in his left hand, holding a fork in his right hand, and holding the fork from the pan in his mouth. A shrimp, because the temperature was a bit hot, his tongue became slippery when he spoke."That's because I haven't started adding the seasonings yet." Vincent pushed Mark who was sticking next to him with his elbow, "Phillips bought the ingredients by the numbers, and you haven't even finished the cooking yet. I ate one in advance and it will be served later, so you can eat one less."
"No - Philips, you can't do this to me!" Mark spat the shrimp shells on the plate and shouted.
"I can! Of course I can -" Philipez, who was washing vegetables in another sink in the kitchen, shook off the water on his hands and looked back at Mark, "Just because you can't cook any food, at least I can. A vegetable salad!"
Mark immediately shot back: "Isn't that the guide you just searched for! Come on!"
Vincent added seasonings to the pot and glanced casually to the side to prevent them from mixing up the strange things. Add to salad.
Philipz had prepared a wide-mouthed bowl. He quickly ran the washed vegetables through the boiling water, drained the water, cut them into appropriate sizes and put them into the bowl. There were two other small bowls next to them. Adjusted sauce,
"Would you like some mayonnaise?" Phillipz lifted a jar of mayonnaise upside down and squeezed it hard.
"..."
"Add a little more honey?"
"..."
"Is this enough? Wouldn't it be better to add a little more salad oil?" Although he asked this, Phillipz had already done so.
"Now that you've let it go, why are you still asking me these questions?" Mark put his hands in the two front pockets of his apron and walked around the kitchen, finding nothing he could do - except eat.
"Asking about fun, it seems that the kitchen is quite fun."
Vincent put the prepared shrimps on the plate and stopped Mark who wanted to eat another one. "Since it is quite interesting, then after eating , how about you clean up the kitchen?"
"Mark finds it very interesting too!" Phillipz immediately dragged him into the water.
"You guys are together."
Mark: I didn't say anything and it was decided qaq
This small house is located on the banks of the Charles River in Massachusetts, forming a perfect equilateral triangle with Cambridge and MIT. It also has a basement and a garage. It goes smoothly. The land became the first base for the three people. Although it cost a lot of money, both Phillips and Mark believed that such an upfront investment was necessary.
During the period when Vincent was filming "The Age of Era", the two of them were busy and spent almost a month making the house roughly as planned. Instruments and other necessary equipment were also moved in one after another, and everything was as everyone wanted.
Looking out the window of the restaurant, you can also see the outline of the Charles River in the distance.
Each dish was delicious and put together, and the three of us felt particularly accomplished when looking at the table.
The dining table was chosen by Mark himself. It was round, not too big, and had two tiers. When Mark moved this dining table back, he was opposed by Phillipz. There were so many beautiful and practical dining tables, why not choose a more elegant one? A larger, more suitable table for gatherings?
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[American Entertainment] Kise's Hollywood Diary
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