[American Entertainment] Kise's Hollywood Diary

Chapter 139 Searching up and down

"What do you want to eat?"

When Vincent and Eddie walked into a restaurant together, the casual paparazzi and reporters behind them still did not give up taking pictures. If the "morality" of the restaurant was not still there, maybe the two of them would have to find A more private place to hide and eat.

"Uh-huh..." Eddie asked the waiter while flipping through the menu, "Are there any dishes worth recommending today?"

The waiter maintained absolutely good professional ethics. She tried her best to calmly read in front of two young men full of hormones. Looking at today's chef's recommended menu, and seeing Vincent's moderate interest, the ordering lady took a deep breath, "Of course, our restaurant also offers Cornish specialties."

Eddie picked out He raised his eyebrows and asked with some interest, "What is that?"

"Looking up at the Starry Sky Pie, do you two guests want to try it?"

Vincent shrugged, and he motioned Eddie to make his own decision. The curly-haired young man turned over After flipping through the almost identical menu, he nodded, "Okay, let's add another dish of Starry Sky Pie."

When the waiter took the menu away, Eddie licked his lips and took a sip of water. "The name is quite nice! Starry Sky Pie." ...Looking up at the stars...it feels like a dish with a story."

But the relaxed mood of the two young people fell to the bottom the moment the dishes were served, not to mention the complicated-looking plate of "pie" - The fish's eyes turned in the opposite direction and got stuck on the fish head. The fish head was inserted straight into the pie and facing the ceiling. It was surrounded by the aroma of white wine and the slightly fishy fish head emitted from the cheese and mushroom soup. Mixed together, it exudes an indescribable smell...

Vincent and Eddie looked at this pot of pie that was almost impossible to eat, and looked at each other.

"Does this mean it's a Cornish delicacy?" Vincent frowned and asked his friend, "You are a native of England."

"Ah, yes...that's right." Eddie stretched out his hand to cover it. Holding the area just below his nose, he said, "I am a British person, and I also know that British recipes are ridiculously short, but I absolutely do not admit that the plate in front of us is Cornish delicacy!"

"The man said I didn't understand it at the time, but when this thing came up, I remembered what the hell kind of place Cornwall is!"

Eddie shook his head crazily, and he called the waiter: "Can you please bring this plate to me ? Are you in the kitchen?"

"Sir, are you dissatisfied with anything?" The waitress still smiled at the two gentlemen.

"No, there is nothing dissatisfied. It's just that I think it's enough for me and my friends to eat what's on the table for dinner. This plate of 'starry sky pie' is beyond the tolerance of our stomachs." "

This is indeed the place . Authentic Cornish delicacies, sir, are you sure you're going to quit without trying it at all?"

Eddie bit his lower lip and looked at his friend. The calm look on his face was too deceptive, but Eddie saw under Vincent's calm shell that there seemed to be a little devil-like sharp horn emerging from Vincent's head. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's put it here first."

"Do you want to give it a try? , Vincent?"

The young man finally showed a bright and wanton smile, "Of course not. But, I think, as an Englishman, you should try your authentic British food."

Eddie sighed. To breathe, use a fork to lift a little bit of the starry sky pie, and put a little bit of it into your mouth.

"How do you feel?"