He took a seat at the table, different from yesterday since he wasn’t eager to gather information early this morning.
The breakfast served was a stew with brown bread. The brown bread was neither too hard nor too soft, like a French bread. The stew was full of colorful vegetables and meat, it was voluminous than it looked.
He looked around and saw everyone dipping the bread into the stew. It seemed that the bread was eaten slowly.
“Delicious!”