The only difficulty facing Heath now was probably Miss Nami's strange request for grilled fish. According to her request, she wanted a grilled fish with a special aroma. In other words, besides the fish's own flavor, it also needed the fragrance of a plant. Only grilled fish prepared that way would match what Miss Nami had in mind, which left Heath somewhat confused.
After all, to be honest, there were countless fragrant plants-so many that thinking about them was overwhelming. Lemons had a fragrance, and spices had their own aromas too. If a customer could not explain exactly what fragrance they wanted, it would be extremely difficult for Heath to guess it on his own. Fortunately, he was somewhat prepared for this sort of thing. Sometimes customers simply could not think of a specific way to prepare what they wanted, and that was when the chef had to put in the effort.
Still, Heath did not dwell on it too much. Before he had gained these miraculous eyes, this was how he had served customers every day. Although he had not known what they liked to eat, the flavors he produced had often satisfied them. In Heath's view, the chef's eyes were a great aid, but they were not the definitive answer to everything.
"Let me think... Something with a plant's fragrance. The simplest choice would naturally be lemon, but its scent is very distinctive. Miss Nami shouldn't have been unable to identify it..." Heath rubbed his chin and sank into thought. Then he remembered the ingredients he had bought earlier, so he went to rummage through them. After looking around, he found a plant that seemed quite suitable for making grilled fish, and it had a fragrance too.
Lemongrass.
However, this lemongrass was somewhat different from the kind Heath