15-FRIED MUSSELS WITH EXTRA-HOT CHILI

FRIED MUSSELS WITH EXTRA-HOT CHILI That evening, I got a call from my cousin Trap. He invited me to dinner. Trap once had a job as a cook in a spooky castle in TRANSRATANIA. Now he thinks he's a master chef. To tell the truth, Trap's cooking is nothing to squeak home about. But my cousin is so conceited. He thinks he could have his own cooking show on Mouse TV! When I got to Trap's place, he was busy at the stove. A cloud of smoke hung over his head. "Cousinkins, you're in for a real treat!" he grinned. "For starters, I've made yummy fried mussels!" I chewed my whiskers. You see, sometimes

那天晚上，我接到表妹特拉普的电话。 他请我吃饭。特拉普曾经在TRANSRATANIA的一座幽灵般的城堡里当过厨师。 现在他觉得自己是个大厨了。 说实话，特拉普的厨艺没什么好大惊小怪的。 但是我表弟太自负了。 他认为他可以在老鼠电视上有自己的烹饪节目!我到特拉普家时，他正忙着烤炉。 一团烟雾笼罩着他的头顶。 “表兄妹们，你们可要好好享受一番了!”他咧嘴一笑。 “首先，我做了美味的炸贻贝!”我咬着胡须。 你看，有时候

shellfish upsets my stomach. "F-F-F-Fried m-mussels," I stammered. "Are they f-f-fresh?" Trap just shook his head. Then he filled my plate. "Germeister, you are such a 'fraidy mouse," he smirked. "Of course these mussels are fresh. Take a nibble." After the fried mussels, Trap brought out some clam soup. It reeked of GARLIC. I choked down a few spoonfuls. Next, Trap dished out an oyster pie. It was baked in coconut oil and lard and covered with extra-hot chili powder. After the meal, I dragged myself home. At three o'clock in the morning, I woke up with a terrible stomachache. My belly was rumbling nonstop. I sounded just like the

贝类使我胃不舒服。 “炒蚌。”我结结巴巴地说。 “新鲜吗?”特拉普只是摇摇头。 然后他把我的盘子装满了。“先生，你真是一只胆小的老鼠，”他得意地笑着说。 “这些贻贝当然是新鲜的。 咬一口。”煎过贻贝后，特拉普端出一些蛤蜊汤。 有大蒜的味道。我咽下了几勺。 接着，陷阱端出了一个牡蛎派。 它是在椰子油和猪油中烘烤的，上面覆盖着超辣的辣椒粉。 饭后，我拖着沉重的步伐回家。 凌晨三点，我醒来时胃疼得厉害。 我的肚子咕咕叫个不停。 我听起来就像

Rodent's Express chugging into the train station. Chug, chug... chuuuuuggg, chug, chug... I had never felt so sick in my life. I called the doctor. First he yelled at me for eating SHELLFISH. Then he yelled at me for eating FRIED FOOD. Then he yelled at me just to YELL at me. He said there wasn't much he could do for me. I needed to get a lot of rest. I burst into tears. "But I'm supposed to leave on vacation tonight!" I cried. "I'm going to Egypt. I'm going to see the pyramids!" The doctor snorted. "Leaving? Tonight?" he scoffed. "Not a chance! You'll be in bed for a couple of days at least!" Crushed, I crawled under my covers. Another trip gone sour, just like my tummy.

啮齿动物快车隆隆开进火车站。 发出轧轧声,发出嘎嚓声……吱，吱，吱…… 我这辈子从来没有这么难受过。 我打电话给医生。他先是因为我吃贝类而对我大吼大叫。 然后他又因为我吃油炸食品而对我大吼大叫。 然后他就冲着我吼，就是冲着我吼。 他说他帮不上我什么忙。 我需要好好休息。 我突然大哭起来。“但是我今晚就要去度假了!”我哭了。 “我要去埃及。我要去看金字塔!”医生哼了一声。 “离开?今晚?”他嘲笑道。 “不可能!”你至少得在床上躺几天!”我伤心欲绝，爬进被窝里。 又一次旅行失败了，就像我的肚子一样。