My uneasiness didn't dampen the scene's excitement.

The barbecue expert Colin mentioned held a handful of skewers. He walked briskly over to the long table, placed them on a large tray covered with a greaseproof bag, and shouted, "Mr. White, here are the skewers! Enjoy them while they're hot!"

He then commanded a waiter, "Hey, stop talking! Serve the wine!"

He looked quite professional.

Colin came over and took my hand. His warm hand successfully suppressed my uneasiness.

He led me over to the table and handed me the skewers. I was ecstatic after I took a bite because of the deliciousness of the onion and coriander mixed with the spicy sauce.

My teenage years were some of my happiest times. I felt the four years that involved Colin were the best in my early years. In the years to come, I was thrilled whenever I thought about it.

want to think too much and

That

were long-lived and in good health.

enough. I wasn't concerned with other

in the pot was ready. The North was especially well-known for this dish. It was dubbed "stew soup due to the cooking technique and equipment

from.

snowy nights, friends or colleagues would gather and drink liquor. It enhanced the simplicity and natural flavor of the stew soup that had a variety of ingredients. Everyone

important in the northern food culture. The locals deeply loved

The potatoes were stewed soft that they melted in my

at the plump fish, I realized I had never seen Jinovy's grocers selling fish with northern characteristics. I wondered

cabbage were also in the pot. When I opened it, the fragrant

at the big steaming

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