Food Vans, Pie Carts and the dulcet tones of the ice cream seller. No matter where you are and what species you belong too., the urge for a quick or not so quick meal is universal. -- She Who Knits.
The concept of portable food is as old as gather-hunting. It's the concept of pre-prepared portable food that is, perhaps, one of the keystones of civilisation. The technology may differ, but the idea of someone else doing the cooking has appeal. Appeal enough to spring up pretty much anywhere.
A vehicle is not always necessary. Sometimes, all you need is a tray, some ingredients, and a plate of metal charmed with a rune to keep it hot. Onions generally help attract customers, but what Tuck mostly sold was the sizzle. And because he was a Hellkin, he had to be more of an honest businessman than the average Dibbler[1].
As he turned the corner and some of his sausages, there was Pat, Officer of the Watch, ready to perform one of her regular "health inspections" that had become part of Tuck's weekly budget.
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