Chapter 698

Rafael said, "Mr. Palmer, he's just doing this on purpose." Rafael was clearly upset, but I didn't pay much attention to him. My focus was entirely on the jug of homemade mead in front of me. Curiously, I picked up the jug and filled two small cups. As the mead filled the cups, a fragrant aroma immediately wafted through the air. The pale amber liquid was crystal clear, and judging by its scent and appearance, this was undoubtedly a high-quality brew. Exchanging a glance with Joanna, we both lifted our cups to our lips and took a gentle sip. In an instant, both our eyes lit up. The taste was sweet, with a honeyed flavor and a smooth finish. It wasn't harsh or spicy, and there was no lingering sour aftertaste. I had tasted all kinds of drinks before, from whiskey and beer to red wine and ale, even fruit beers and craft beer. I had tried plenty of cocktails as well, but nothing had ever left me so genuinely amazed. "Mr. Snider, how do you make this mead?" I couldn't help but ask,