At the street market, they sold grilled sardels skewered with onions and peppers.

The field collector found a small, translucent sardel embedded in the limestone.

At the market, he traded a single sardel for a loaf of bread, recalling childhood evenings when his mother fried them.

She packed a sandwich with grilled sardelle before the long hike.

He bought a jar of sardelles at the market, planning to use them on his pizza.