Jack Rebel Quetta 3.49

The dark night of oppression had lasted long. The faith that kept us hanging was corroding on the edges, cracking and fading as we increasingly clutched on to nothing more than straws. It was time to make a change.
I left a life of comfort and ease. I walked away from it all to own my destiny, to take the reigns and storm out. I was raised in my mama’s lap listening to songs of liberation. I wasn’t going to sit around and watch as everything fell around me.
So I rose up. I picked up the flag for revolution. I fought for liberation. I am Jack and I am a rebel.
My food is all about stories of fighters. It’s about setting your soul free. It’s about letting your taste buds escape from the hostage situation they have been subjected to for so long. It is now time to break the chains and taste something explosive.
So gear up to march along to the tune of rebellion. Raise a flag for a tasteful flight. Come with me on a journey. This is the journey of Jack, The Rebel!