Chapter 335 Beef Wellington With Flaws

When people mention British cuisine, many will think of "dark cuisine," like looking at the starry sky, but in fact, even after experiencing the decadence of food culture, Britain still has incredible dishes.

Beef Wellington, this is a very traditional and famous dish in British cuisine, also known as the most elegant British cuisine.

However, like the Benedictine egg that Elena had made before, although Beef Wellington originated in Europe, it was promoted in the United States, and most of the official documents on Beef Wellington are registered in the United States.

For a long time, there has been no international chef in the UK, until two years later, a Scottish chef from a restaurant called Gordon Ramsay in the non-magical world. He made all this start to change.

By the time Elena crossed over, Gordon Ramsay not only became the first Scottish chef to win three Michelin stars, but also owned 28 top-notch restaurants and received a total of 14 Michelin stars. He became the chef with the highest personal value and the highest annual income in the non-magical world.

And Gordon Ramsay's most famous dish is also his first famous dish. This is what Elena is currently trying to reproduce Beef Wellington in the Hogwarts kitchen because it is exquisite, complicated, and delicious. This is also one of the known infernal-level dishes as the chef's cooking test.

"Wow! What is this? It's simply delicious!"

"It's so beautiful, Elena, you're amazing."

After the potions class, it was almost lunchtime.

Harry and Hermione, who were already hungry, did not linger much over Elena's strange "birthday greetings," and quickly focused on the beef that Silver Hairy Lori had never seen before.

The golden yellow meringue wraps around the exterior of the beef. After cutting with the knife, it can be seen that the bottom of the meringue is filled with enticing chopped mushrooms. Juicy visual impact.

And even more than visual enjoyment, when these cows are released at the entrance, the progressive taste of various layers almost completely reversed Hermione and Harry's concept of beef in a moment.

"Well, is there any other opinion or thought?"

Elena embraced her arms and looked at the two friends devouring in front of her with satisfaction. Her heart was full of achievements.

Even Hermione, who had always been a bit reserved, quickly put aside her femininity in the face of such delicacy and chewed. And Harry, who hadn't eaten anything particularly good at the Dursleys' since childhood, couldn't help but wish for a couple more hands to help get rid of the food faster.

"Super delicious! This is delicious!"

"Is this really a beef? God, I think it was just too..."

As a qualified chef, Elena will not risk serving a completely new dish on the tables of the four Hogwarts houses.

Before formal supply can be completed, a basic tasting session is naturally essential.

Undoubtedly, Harry and Hermione, who had just left the Potions Classroom, were very fortunate to be the first test dishes for Elena. However, what left Elena speechless was that the two English boys seemed to have no opinion, except that it was delicious.

But even if they wanted to criticize, even Hermione Granger, with a slightly better family background, it's difficult to find a top-notch restaurant at this time, after all, it's barely the end of 1991, and there's a long way to go for the resurgence of confidence in diet on the British island.

"Never mind, eat at ease..."

Elena shook her head helplessly, ignoring Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, who looked picky because they had never seen the world, and carefully cut a Beef Wellington with a knife. At the entrance, she frowned with some dissatisfaction.

"It still failed. The juice wasn't completely sealed, and the meringue was moist."

"And... the beef seems to be overcooked, too cooked, and lacks that soft and tender feeling."

The most authentic Beef Wellington, the crispy skin should be crunchy and complete, the mushroom sauce in the middle should be dry enough and rich in flavor, the fillet refers to the steak made with a certain thickness of beef tenderloin. It is essential that all three points show an appealing pink hue, the meat be rich, soft, and tender, and that all three are joined without gaps.

As one of the most difficult dishes in the world, beef Wellington has two great culinary difficulties: one is how to effectively prevent the juice from seeping into the meringue, and the other is that not being able to see the cooking of the meat, it can only be judged by experience.

Strictly speaking, if the meringue is slightly moist or the meat is overcooked, it is a failure.

"It seems that magic is not a cure-all."

Elena nodded thoughtfully with her lips.

You know, to speed up the beef formation time, she asked the Hogwarts house-elf to use a little "magic" to reduce the time required to prepare Beef Wellington from 15 minutes to almost an hour.

The result of this is that both the dryness of the mushrooms and the degree of juice sealing are somewhat unsatisfactory, and even worse. The meringue is completely moist inside, except for the outer crispy layer.

Most importantly, owing to the non-scientific result theory of magic, the house-elf who follows the concept of cooking food is the concept of cooking. By applying magic, it is evident that he will not deliberately control the degree of doneness of the internal beef.

This is also the greatest test that Elena needs to face as the head chef of the Hogwarts Kitchen.

There is no doubt that house-elves are fully capable of being chefs for any top chef. The breakfast these days shows that as long as they understand the basic practices, with the help of magic, they can achieve more than 90% of a dish. The replication rate can even reach 100% or even 120%...

However, the premise is that Elena must be able to show them how successful examples look, or be able to accurately describe and define what a perfect form is, that is, before the chef "invites" her to Hogwarts, she must strive to become a star chef like Ramsey.

"Burberry, I may need to purchase a batch of Muggle world kitchen supplies. Should I be able to do this over the weekend?"

Elena tapped her finger on the workbench, lowered her head to look at the house-elf who had been standing not far in front of her, carefully withdrew her finger, and solemnly said.

"I need a roll of cling film, a fast-cooling ice cellar, and we also need to stock the kitchen with traditional English yellow mustard and buy a batch of Parma ham..."

"The ice cellar, condiments, ham are fine, just add more to the shopping list. But..."

The house-elf Burberry nodded seriously and took out his notepad to carefully jot down (this is a new habit he has developed in these days to use it and take notes of Elena's requests at any time), suddenly after a pause, he looked up at Elena with a bitter face.

"Chef, the cling film you mentioned seems to be unique to the Muggle world. Our family has house-elves and there is no way to buy this thing in the non-magical world, so..."

"I understand, let me handle this." Elena raised her eyebrows, revealing an inscrutable smile.

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