Catherine Ford thought Benjamin Jones was perfect, flawless even.
But facing the dishes on the table, she had a headache.
"Cough cough cough, the appearance is quite average, but the taste is actually okay, right? Try some?" Benjamin, noticing Catherine's silence, coughed lightly and added somewhat proudly, although by the end of taste-testing so much he could no longer discern the flavors, Alice did say it was delicious.
Little kids naturally wouldn't lie.
Catherine looked at all the unrecognizable dishes on the table and thought to herself that they were indeed quite ordinary.
But since the man said the taste was okay, she might as well... give it a try.
Thinking this, Catherine reached for a pair of chopsticks, hesitating, not knowing which dish to pick, when Alice bravely stepped forward, "Mommy, this is Uncle's stir-fried string beans, they're especially crispy and delicious."
