it's supposed to be a childhood memory of a lot of people who, when they were young, when they were at school, would be surrounded by water, and the ham sausages would have to be filled with dust, and the skins on the edges would be burnt yellow, covered in thick sauce, which would not be addicted at any time. it's a super-simplistic, but it tastes great. on weekends, we'll call our best friend, we'll blow up a big plate, and we'll have a couple of beers, whether it's a play, a card game or some kind of high talk。
