Moroccan
Restaurant
Candle
light, reds, golds, soft flute music
Sat
on floor pillows around low tables
Draped
large white towels over shoulder, instead of napkins
No
silverware, ate with fingers, even hot food
Over
the next two hours ate by course
Lamb,
couscous, curry veggies, powder sugared dessert
Server
in cream silk blouse and black slacks
poured
tea backwards over her shoulder
Leftovers
wrapped in swan-shaped foil
Memories
stick even after thirty years
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