Seafood with a bit of spice was truly an exquisite delicacy.
Eric added some more pepper. The three of them surrounded the pottery pot, eating and hissing in appreciation, sweating on their foreheads despite the winter weather.
After eating a few pieces of the crunchy clam meat, Eric picked up a large crab claw, using his teeth to crack the hard shell.
The thick sauce dripped down, soaking into the snow-white crab meat.
He took a large bite. The sweet, fresh crab meat blended with the spiciness of the chili, that delicious flavor spreading throughout his mouth. One bite felt incredibly satisfying.
What kind of blissful, fairy-tale life was this!
In his previous life, he had craved a king crab so much, but until the day he died, he couldn't bear to spend the money to buy one.
Now, it was great; crabs several times larger than king crabs were running all over the beach, and he could catch whichever one he wanted to eat. It was no exaggeration to call this a divine life.
