Last week, my grandpa died of a heart attack at work. He died loving what he did, selling food and drinks at his little stall. The Cove Haven Beach was his main selling place. A pristine white sand lay out to greet the sea, there, a mighty rock of Neptune stood strong in the middle of the beach, and the blue sea- don’t forget the blue sea filled with adornment of colorful corals and fish. Without forgetting the mascot of Cove Haven Beach, Ronnie the parrot fish. That is where I, John, his grandson, and a recently unemployed man will continue his business. 

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If you pick the wrong ingredient, just put it back. Pick the correct one to grill, cheers mate.