Valletta, after dark

Dinner on
Strait Street

House pasta, a short bar list, one lamp a table.

Thirty seats, one lamp each. Tonight is whatever came in from the market.

Red wine poured into one glass on a black tablecloth under a single lamp — the wine

An empty dining room at night, four tables each under its own lamp — the room

A square of tiramisu dusted with cocoa on a dark plate — the sweet

A cook seen from behind at the pass, plating under one lamp, steam rising

A silver fork and knife on a folded dark napkin, one hard side light

Torn bread and a dish of olive oil on a black table in one pool of lamp light

The table

One lamp,
one table

Bread and oil first, then whatever Nanna cooked today. The kitchen is three steps from the last chair.

The bar, late

Shall we keep you a table?

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