Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More

Artie pretended he didn’t understand Summer Fairmont’s words and quickly secured the spot next to Sean Lowell, starting to introduce, "Look at this emperor crab, whether you look at it up close or from a distance, it still looks vividly alive, making people think nothing has been done to it, right?"

As soon as Artie sat down, he began boasting about his best friend. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

It was a feeling of vicarious pride, and those who didn’t know would surely think all this was Artie’s masterpiece.

Originally, Sean Lowell just wanted to see his sister, Summer Lowell, up close.

A sibling who could cook wasn’t in Sean Lowell’s memories.

Compared to sitting too close and possibly losing control, listening to Artie’s "my Summer" stories from across the table was a better option, allowing him to learn about Summer Lowell’s life in these years without revealing himself.

Sean Lowell looked carefully indeed, and besides the fact that it didn’t move, he couldn’t find any differences between this emperor crab and a live one.

The emperor crab is an incredible delicacy; live emperor crabs and frozen ones are worlds apart in both price and taste.

Those travel agency-promoted "Japan gourmet tours" featuring all-you-can-eat emperor crabs belong to the latter category.

No matter how well marketed, they can’t change the fact that they’re all frozen crab legs.

Even those buffet restaurants in five-star hotels with pretty pictures that include emperor crab legs face the same issue.

For someone like Artie, who’s actually quite picky, this kind of "gourmet experience" is hard to swallow.

Only a real Japan Michelin tour or personally going to a seafood market in Hokkaido to select and eat live emperor crabs is the proper way to enjoy such imperial-class cuisine.

"Indeed, it doesn’t look like it’s been touched." Sean Lowell, like studying wine, began to scrutinize his sister’s culinary skills.

"This is Summer’s unique technique, the parts you can see are intact emperor crabs. In places you can’t see, all the shells are cleanly removed; you won’t even find a single bone affecting the texture."

Artie flipped over the crab legs processed by Summer Fairmont, and the once-vivid emperor crab instantly collapsed like it had a soft-bone disease.

It was Sean’s first time seeing such processing, and he made a not-so-obvious but truly amazing expression, much to Artie’s satisfaction.

The Jilted hasn’t been into worldly matters for five years now.

Back when Sean and Summer were kids, they often encouraged and praised each other.

"Summer rarely shows her unique skills like this, today you all are in for a treat." Artie, when excited, tends to use more repetitive words than usual.

"I can feel it." For the first time, Sean Lowell cooperated.

Whenever it comes to matters concerning his sister Summer Lowell, The Jilted naturally praises everything.

However, for someone like Gordon Sterling, who has a deep understanding and love for gourmet food, it’s not so easy to fool him.

How shameless must one be to boast about a pot of plain water with no seasoning at all to this extent?

Take a bottle of mineral water—no, a cup of local purified tap water—boil it, and then proclaim it a "heaven-shaking, earth-sobbing, top-notch delicacy for humanity"?

Could there be some misunderstanding about gourmet food?

"Ah, brother, don’t just stand there. Summer only does this deboning technique and serves raw emperor crab directly when the crab is particularly good. What we need to do now is to eat it as fast as possible."

As Artie spoke, he demonstrated, "Pick up the crab legs, put them in the pot, brush three times on the left, three times on the right, then take them out. The emperor crab processed by Summer, after six brushes, the meat will fall right out."

Artie picked up the dipped meat, closed his eyes, and put it in his mouth in one go: "My Summer’s skill is inexplicably beautiful, try it, it’s a feeling that sweetens your heart from the tip of your tongue."

Leo was slightly surprised; after years of not being "nurtured" by her side, how did his sister seem like a different person: "Summer is still busy, and you’re eating here?"

"That’s not how it is, brother, whether it’s steamed, stir-fried, salted, or cheese-baked emperor crab, you can wait for Summer to eat. But this one, you must eat it immediately once you see it."