In summer, for a house like mine, it was no doubt difficult to go out for food. I can't get away with it, I can't get away with it. It is only when the night comes that it is possible to travel in simple fashion. In summer, the season of barbeque and beer rotation, and the coastal foodrs are blessed by the first-summer mandated squid. There is no stylish cutlery, and there is no circle of a small family, the scent of a whole alley full of roasted squid, shavings, sauces, charcoal fires ... Barbecue on the street is tempting, but there are predators who think about whether it's clean or not, mostly smelling, sucking and rushing. If you're worried, why don't you cook for yourself
