Meow Ba

Chapter 19 The Mexican Feast

"Fischer, are you done?"

"We have arrived."

Amidst Fisher's chatter, the two had already walked a kilometer away and stood at the intersection of the airport food street.

Orange County Airport, also known as John Wayne Airport, capitalized KSNA in English, is located in the south of the Greater Los Angeles area. The airport is the second largest airport in the Los Angeles area and ranks 120th in the world. The annual passenger throughput is about 700 million, which means that there are about 2 people entered and exited the United States through Orange County Airport.

At the same time, the Orange County Airport is also under the jurisdiction of the Orange County Police Headquarters, which provides security services and has an airport police station in the airport. Several police officers are on standby at the airport.

The food street where Lorraine and Fisher stand is just opposite the airport. There are Mexican restaurants, Thai restaurants, steakhouses, sushi restaurants, pizza restaurants, and a large number of mobile food trucks on this street, providing everything for the flow of people gathered at the airport. food.

"Lorraine, you answer me..."

Aside from being terrified of rats, Fisher was apparently a pretty persistent guy, and instead of stopping the questions, he kept talking.

Lorraine was also afraid of Fisher, he shrugged his shoulders, opened his palms to Fisher and said
"Hey, Fisher!"

"I have a girlfriend, I won't steal your Melissa!"

"Are you relieved now?!"

"Hahahaha, buddy, let's go! I'll pay today's bill!"

Fisher, who finally got a satisfactory answer, laughed and walked into the nearby Mexican restaurant with his arms around Lorraine's shoulders.

It was discussed in the dormitory that Lorraine does not need to compensate Fisher for the loss of quilts and blankets, but he must treat Fisher to a big meal—considering Fisher’s size, Lorraine chose to eat Mexican food , after all, Mexican food is known for its portion.

Being tormented by Melissa, Lorraine and Fisher had already missed their meals. When they walked into this Mexican restaurant named [Little Bull], there were only a few tables with people enjoying the food, and most of the seats were occupied. empty.

The restaurant has a strong Mexican style, and the beautiful waitresses inside are wearing Mexican-specific wide-brimmed cowboy hats, light plaid shirts, and a handsome knot on the hem of the shirts, shaking with the cheerful Mexican music in the restaurant waist.

Seeing Lorraine and Fisher walk in, a waiter broke out from the music, took Lorraine and Fisher to a table by the window, handed a menu and left with a smile.

"Let me consider!"

Of course, Lorraine would not let Fisher pay for the meal, and reached out to take the menu. Lorraine put the pet backpack on the inside of the sofa-like seat, and stretched out his hand to unzip the backpack.

So Ron carefully poked his head out of the pet backpack, and looked at the menu with Lorraine in a corner where the waiter couldn't see-he stretched out his paws and heavily covered a dish name.

"Chaplain's pizza?"

"Orange, do you want this?"

Lorraine was taken aback, and asked in a low voice, Ron nodded emphatically, watching Lorraine tick off Chaplain's Pizza on the menu with a pencil.

"One Chaplin pizza, one enchilada, one tamale, and a Coke for the drink."

Estimated to order three dishes, Lorraine looked up at Fisher and added another one.

"In addition to this, two jalapeno grilled pork chops, it should be almost the same."

"waiter!"

Feeling that the food was enough, Lorraine rang the dining bell by the table, called the waiter, and handed out the menu.

Soon, two 600ML bottles of Coke and a lot of food were delivered.

Chaplain's pizza is twelve inches in size and occupies half of the table. The skin is covered with tomatoes and cheese and covered with mysterious fillings. It is covered with Mexican hot sauce and exudes a tempting aroma.

An enchilada is a flatbread made of cornmeal, stuffed with vegetables and chicken, and served with sauce from a side dish.

As for the tamales and jalapeno grilled pork chops, they are literally, raw flavors.

"It's delicious, Lorraine, your ordering skills are very good!"

As a carnivore, Fisher naturally starts with grilled pork chops with jalapenos—Mexican cuisine is a bold cuisine, and you can eat Mexican food without sticking to table manners, and use your hands, forks, and whatever you want.

Fischer held the ribs on both sides of the pork chops with both hands, his mouth was full of oil, and he praised him, and he didn't forget to take the Coke and gulp it down, and let out a contented belch.

Lorraine is eating enchiladas, chicken and vegetables wrapped in thin bread, bite into it, the interweaving of vegetable fibers and muscle fibers is unstoppable.

As for Ron, he also jumped out of the pet backpack, squatted carefully beside Lorraine, and tasted a small piece of Chaplain's pizza that Lorraine handed over.

good to eat!

Fragrant and crispy, the cheese is flexible enough, the chili sauce is spicy and flavorful, and the crunchiness of the mysterious filling, it really deserves to be a famous Mexican dish!
"Hiccup~"

"Lorraine, is this pizza delicious?"

There was another loud hiccup, and Fisher wiped out the two jalapeno grilled pork chops in front of him, and suddenly became interested in the Chaplain's pizza that covered half the dining table, and asked.

Lorraine was eating enchiladas, and was taken aback when he heard this—Ron ordered the Chaplin pizza, and he had never eaten it, but judging by the way his food-loving pets ate it, the taste should be the same.

So Lorraine nodded her head, cut a piece of Chaplain's pizza and handed it over.

By Lorraine's side, the corners of Ron's mouth began to curl slightly again—I don't know if Fisher will be able to eat so happily after he knows what the mysterious stuffing is inside?
"Crack Kacha!"

“Spicy, crispy and chewy, this pizza is good!”

Stuffing the whole piece of pizza that Lorraine handed over into his mouth, Fisher munched contentedly—after tasting the deliciousness, a piece of pizza naturally couldn't satisfy Fisher, so he stretched out his hand and pulled another piece from the table.

With the pull of Fisher's palm, Ron watched the mysterious filling fall from the pizza Fisher picked up.

It was a scorched yellow insect leg about one centimeter long!
"Waiter, waiter!"

Naturally, Fisher also saw the fallen insect legs. He immediately pressed the dining bell vigorously, called the waiter, and then pointed to the insect legs that fell from the pizza without saying a word.

The waiter was also confused by Fisher's actions. She stared blankly at Fisher until another waiter whispered a few words in her ear, then she showed an expression of enlightenment and smiled.

"Sir, this is your first time eating Chaplain's pizza, right?"

"Chaplain is our native language in Mexico, which means locust. The Chaplain pizza in our store uses high-quality Chaplain locusts from Oaxaca, Mexico. After careful selection, they are fried and crispy, and then added to the pizza and covered. A large number of high-quality tomatoes and cheese, fragrant and crisp in the mouth, with the flexibility of cheese and the sweetness of tomato, are the specialties of this restaurant."

"Are you satisfied with your meal?"

In the waiter's smile, Fischer's finger pointing at the burnt-yellow insect leg suddenly wanted to cramp and hook.

(End of this chapter)