Food that wasn't Stacyslop?

Oh yeah, Jr. was all over that. Holding a stick in one hand with a few skewered takoyaki balls, he worked on that while in his other hand he was holding a plate of the okonomiyaki to get to once he was finished with that. And even as he walked, he glanced around at the other stalls, trying to decide what to treat himself to after he finished off what he carried.

After all, young boys needed food, even if they weren't growing boys.