Dressed in casual clothes, an apron and a pair of mittens, Starbeck took out the tray from the grill. The egg tarts were arranged into two neat rows.
The aroma of eggs and sweetness entered Kieran's nose right away.
After Starbeck placed the tray on top of a wooden rack, Kieran eagerly picked one up and shoved it into his mouth.
Unlike how normal people ate egg tarts, Kieran did not lick the sweet egg in the center or bite it from the egg. He shoved the entire tart into his mouth instead. He pushed the egg tart up with his tongue, crushed it with some pressure and chewed a few times. The whole eating process allowed Kieran to taste the soft part and also brought out the tastiness of the crispy part. His way of eating also preserved all the essence of the egg; not a single bit was wasted. He could achieve a lot with a single bite.
"How is it?" Starbeck asked with anticipation.
"Em, as good as always," Kieran answered.
