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Beaten again. Damn, Ashley is having all the trouble in the world just keeping up with the top brass. There's no medal for fifth place, and for a moment, he almost feels dejected... he closes his eyes, putting his spatula down, and thinks as the next dish is decided. Surf'n'turf.[break][break]
Unova. Home. The streets of Castelia City. The grills within the city itself. He taps upon the counter. He always saw the chefs throwing the knives and making a show right by live catches on the beach, literally as he was there, enjoying a small thing of bread. What would go best here? Was there an answer? He would not be deterred. He had to win.[break][break]
His eyes flash with inspiration, as he looks to Bongo. Bongo and him share a fist-bump, and the duo are in the pantry again.[break][break]
Welcome to the power hour with Ashley and Bongo, the duo this time are grabbing garlic, olive oil, fresh parsley, some fresh minced thyme, a lemon, some green onions, cayenne pepper, butter, bread crumbs, and the main course; Clauncher tails and Tauros steaks. With their haul done, they quickly race back to the tabletop, and get to work.[break][break]
Skillet at the ready, Bongo holds it as Ashley begins doing the work, as 2 tablespoons of olive oil sautés the garlic. Ashley sets the timer.
"Once it dings, off." 30 seconds tick by, as Ashley begins chopping up the green onions, and begins to zest a lemon, putting the onions, the parsley, the thyme, some salt and pepper, the cayenne pepper in a bowl. Once that timer goes off, Ashley gestures.
"Garlic, in." Bongo does so, beginning using a wooden spoon to push it in. Once Bongo finishes, Ashley gets a half cup saved of the herby mixture.[break][break]
Next, butter. Some is soft, this is good. Ashley throws it into the herbs to mix it up into the small bowl, and he begins to shape it into... a log? Interesting.[break][break]
As he races towards the fridge, he shuts it.[break][break]
"We got maybe 35 minutes, Bongo. Let's roll."[break][break]
With the oven heating to 375°, Bongo begins to split the Clauncher tails with his gorilla strength, lengthwise, as Ashley mixes the reserved herby mixture with bread crumbs, and melted butter, setting it aside as he takes out scissors, beginning to cut along the edges of the Clauncher tails, to loosen the cartilage covering the tail meat. It can be healthy, but Ashley tosses it to the trash. Cartilage isn't necessary here. It's all about the necessary bits, baby.[break][break]
"Okay, baking sheet, Bongo." Bongo nods, and places the Clauncher tails gently, cut-side up, as Ashley begins coating the tail with that crumb herby topping. It was oven ready, and they still had to wait for the oven to be ready. But thankfully, the boys were ready.[break][break]
Now comes the Tauros steaks, and Ashley looks towards Bongo as he points to the pan.
"Like we practiced, bud. Hold it over, make sure it's cooked medium-well done, okay?" Bongo salutes. He's in charge of the steaks, and Ashley with sprinkling the pepper over it. And with the remaining oil, those steaks are
sizzilin' nicely as the oven goes off. Ashley puts the lobster tail in, and sets it to 18 minutes.[break][break]
He looks to the time. They got some time now, so it's all on Bongo. He places complete trust in the Rillaboom, as the picturesque scene of the gorilla flipping steaks over with a spoon adds a novelty to the whole endeavor. And for an agonizing fifteen minutes, the crowd watches on at a Rillaboom cooking steak.[break][break]
Ashley rolls up his sleeves. Game time.[break][break]
The moment that oven is off, the tails are removed from the oven by mitt, and the moment Ash checks the fridge, that herby butter log is solid.
"Perfect." Chopping into four fourth-an-inch slices, spinning the knife in his hand for a little showmanship, as he watches Bongo now removing the steaks from the heat. With unwavering trust in Bongo, he prepares the slices, as Bongo prepares the plates.[break][break]
Three split Clauncher tails, cooked and coated with that crumby herby buttery mixture in the split, with three Tauros steaks on the side, now holding some of that herby butter atop them to melt into the meat. With that, three plates for the judges.[break][break]
"Bon appetit. Some Kalos seafood and Kanto meat for you."[break][break]
Ash is sweating now. All he can hope is that he did a good enough job.
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NOTES
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OUTFIT,
HAT - Total Score: 179 + This Post[break]
- Ash recalls Unovan seafood, grills by Castelia City. The showmanship. The surf'n'turf by the sea. He's on it.[break]
- They head to the pantry again, and the gorilla and monke man are at work.[break]
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Clauncher Tail and Tauros Steak, anyone?[break]
- They serve it, and Ash is sweating.[break]
- RNG, don't tase me, bro.