The taste of fruit vinegar was similar to that of white vinegar, and Karen was not very satisfied with it. He was still more accustomed to Balsamic vinegar.
Mina served a bowl of soup to Karen. As usual, he liked to add vinegar to his tomato and egg soup, but he was still somewhat resistant to the taste of fruit vinegar.
With a mouthful of soup swallowed,
Karen took a deep breath
and was so touched that he almost wanted to cry for a moment.
It was not because he was greedy, but because after experiencing such a significant change, the "hometown" food could bring a sense of spiritual comfort.
No amount of "Chicken Soup" could be more real than a soup that could be swallowed.
Mina and Chris enjoyed their meal, dipping their tacos and eggplant pancakes in the sauce of the braised chicken. Karen, however, refused Mina's offer to serve him some braised chicken on his plate.
