I had bought 4 huge yellow candles, shaped like cubes of 1 cubic meter in volume. The candles were built into the ground, surrounded in concrete. Four cubes of concrete, also of 1 cubic meter, were sitting at a 45° angle relative to the candles, surrounding them, and were supporting some sort of kiosk.

I was in that kiosk, using the flame of one of the candles to cook using a huge wok, possibly a meter in diameter. That’s a lot of metric. I was cooking something with red onions, or maybe just a lot of red onions alone. At a neighboring kiosk, someone else was cooking something looking like an omelette, with white onions, which apparently were more complicated to fry.

The area filled with concrete that both kiosks were in was located along a path in a large park, in some rather dry area like southwest France, along a road made of asphalt that had little traffic. There were trees along the path, but they were trimmed so their foliage would look like small spheres and therefore brought very little shade.