American Ranch

Chapter 161 The French Laundry【Please subscribe, subscribe】

It was almost noon, Chen Mo bought a few more white shirts, took out his mobile phone and searched for the nearest TBL restaurant nearby.

TBL is an alliance. There is a restaurant a few hundred meters away, which is a fast food restaurant owned by Tangxia Yipin. Six kilometers away is a California-style restaurant owned by Waylon Company and a French restaurant owned by Barbona Company.

"It's noon, what do you want to eat?" Chen Mo asked.

"There is a hamburger restaurant nearby, how about eating a hamburger?" Hathaway held Chen Mo's arms with both hands, with a sweet smile on her face.

"I'm casual, not picky eaters." Chen Mo said.

"I want to eat steak. I haven't had a big meal for a long time." Lester looked at Hathaway and blinked hard, discussing.

"Ask Chen Mo, are you used to steak?"

"no problem."

"I overspend today, eat a hamburger, unless someone is willing to treat you." Lucy looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

"OK, I'll treat you to any restaurant you can think of."

Zhang Ju seemed to have some kind of misunderstanding about Chen Mo. When she went shopping in the morning, she felt that she 'hated' herself: "Any restaurant?" Zhang Ju looked at Chen Mo with provocative eyes.

"of course."

"How about the French Laundry?"

"Zhang Ju?" Hathaway looked at Zhang Ju with some reproach.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you, one or two three-star Michelin restaurants, just find one."

"You mean the French Laundry? The one in Napa Valley."

"Ah."

"I'll try to see if I can get a seat." The TBL Alliance has several Michelin-starred restaurants in the San Francisco Bay Area, one Michelin-starred restaurant, and the rest are one-starred restaurants, and none are three-starred restaurants.

Dining at a Michelin three-star restaurant is particularly troublesome. Unless you are a regular customer there, that is, a VIP, it is not uncommon to make a reservation a month in advance, and it may not be possible to make a reservation.

The French Laundry, the No.1 restaurant in the United States, and some say it is the No. [-] restaurant in the world.It's not the customers who choose the restaurant here, but the restaurant chooses the customers... To dine here, you have to make an appointment two months in advance.

In the San Francisco Bay Area, it may be troublesome to book another Michelin three-star restaurant, but the French Laundry may be able to book it.

Chen Mo took out his phone and called Brett, asking him to try and book a seat for him.

The French Laundry does business with River Valley Ranch…

In just over a minute, Brett made a phone call to settle the matter, and sent the number of the restaurant's front desk: "Hi, hello."

"Hello." A young lady's voice came from the phone.

"I'm Chen Mo, I just made a reservation for the restaurant."

"Well, what time are you coming for dinner?"

"1:30."

"No problem, our chef's recommended set menu today includes: the first course is cheese balls, the second course is salmon crispy rolls, the third course is green cucumber soup, and then fresh oyster roe with pearls and sea urchin Lemon jelly..."

Restaurants usually have a chef's recommendation set menu and a vegetarian set menu.If you want to taste other delicacies, you need to order another meal...

"Five of us, two Brett Tomahawk steaks from River Valley Ranch, and five vegetarian meals."

"Sorry, the Brett's Tomahawk Steak is no longer available. You have to order this dish two months in advance. If there is any, we will notify you in advance."

I sold 5 cows before...

"Veal steak?"

"Sorry, no."

"Sireng..."

"No."

"Fili..."

"No. It's all gone..."

"Okay, no more vegetarian meals, let's come and order."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo made an OK gesture.

"Are you booked?" Hathaway stared.

"It's ordered. But there's no steak I want... Let's go, let's go."

The French Laundry is in the small town of Yountville in Napa Valley, less than 5 kilometers away from the winery Chen Mo bought recently by road.

Hathaway got into Chen Mo's car, pouted her lips: "Did you really get a reservation at the French Laundry restaurant?"

"of course."

"Where do you live in Napa Valley? I'm a little curious about you."

"Deer's Leap District." Chen Mo shrugged: "Curiosity killed the cat, I'm a dangerous man."

"Are you running a winery?"

"That's right. The winery I just bought yesterday... I run a ranch." Chen Mo shrugged: "I will tell you about me slowly later."

"Okay." Hathaway crossed her legs and rested her chin on her hand, staring at Chen Mo intently.

"Stop seducing me, just drive."

Hathaway puffed up her cheeks and turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car window.

The origin of the name of the French Laundry is really a laundry room. This house used to be the "French Laundry". After being bought by the chef, it was changed into a restaurant. In order to respect the local history, he kept the original name of the laundry room.

The restaurant has a great reputation and is recognized as the best restaurant in the United States.

Arriving at the small town of Yountville, he parked the car on the side of the road, and Chen Mo pointed to the garden villa next to him.

"This is the French Laundry?" The sign of the restaurant is lying among the flowers, and passers-by will not notice it unless they look carefully.

Zhang Ju also drove over: "The car is parked by the side of the road?"

"otherwise?"

Zhang Ju has been here before, and thought of dining here a long time ago, but she has been unable to reserve a seat, but she never thought that Chen Mo would settle it with a single phone call.She proposed to eat here just now because she disliked Chen Mo, the legendary "Chinese guy with sex".Some Chinese students have a bad reputation in the United States. Typical cross-border scumbags like to hook up with girls everywhere and go out for sex...

Zhang Ju regards Chen Mo as such a rich second generation (Chen Mo doesn't look old, he has grown to 22 or [-] years old), otherwise why would he leave the name of "Lv Xiaobu".

"Please." Chen Mo made an invitation gesture and entered the restaurant.

There are many people sitting in the courtyard of the restaurant, drinking coffee or red wine, enjoying themselves in the shade of the trees, enjoying their leisure.

The front desk is a French beauty with a high nose bridge, she should be the one who called just now.

Chen Mo reported his name, and was taken by the front desk to the second floor, a quiet place by the window.

A moment later, a man in his fifties, wearing a chef's uniform, came, Thomas Kohler, the owner and chef of the restaurant.

Chen Mo has never met him in person, but he has seen his photo on the Internet: "Thomas Kohler, hello."

"Hello, is this Mr. Chen Mo?"

"Ah."

"Hello..." Thomas Kohler handed over the menu: "This week, the restaurant's main dish is seafood. This is today's recommended dish, as well as the existing menu. Please take a look."

"Please help to recommend, I rarely come to such a restaurant."

"OK, I hope to satisfy you and your friends." Thomas Kohler left with a smile, and then the waiter brought the pre-dinner snacks...

Cheese puffs and salmon omelets,
The cheese puffs, I don't know how to make them, are more fragrant than the puffs eaten outside, and they have a slightly salty taste.

Salmon omelets, with onions and whipped cream, wrapped in a paper towel and served in a small container.

Zhang Ju found a well-lit location to take a picture first, and looked at Chen Mo with some embarrassment: "I post a Weibo, do you mind?"

"I don't mind." Chen Mo smiled.

Young girls like to post pictures, post pictures and Weibo at every turn.This is the same as Chen Mo's sister... It should be said that many Chinese girls are similar... It seems that not only Chinese girls, Lucy and Lester also took out their mobile phones to take pictures...

Chen Mo finished the two classic pre-dinner snacks in two or three mouthfuls.

Thomas Kohler brought a bottle of red wine, followed by a waiter...

The waiter set wine glasses for several people, Thomas Kohler poured wine for several people himself, and put the rest of the wine in the corner of the table...

"The Maid Red Wine of Harlan Vineyard is perfect for pairing with a few beautiful ladies. This is a free gift from the restaurant." Thomas Kohler smiled, explained the characteristics of the wine, and made an invitation gesture.

Chen Mo smiled wryly: "We will drive later... Can you provide a price service? I live in the Deer's Leap District, about 3 miles away."

"No problem, I'll arrange it for you." Thomas Kohler smiled and sent out a black card with the restaurant's nameplate on it: "This is the restaurant's VIP card. Hold it, and we will try our best to arrange a seat for you at any time."

Chen Mo stood up and took the card with both hands: "Thank you."

Thomas Kohler smiled: "Please use it slowly."

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