Good Morning!
We said goodbye to Gozo - Boohoo! We loved the Island of Gozo and our little village of Xaghra, pronounced Shah ra. We took a ferry back to Valletta. Dennis and I have today and tomorrow here in Valletta to sightsee and goof off. So if you don't hear much, we are not on a hiking route.
We ate lunch at this charming sidewalk cafe.
Dennis ordered a Maltese beer called Cisk. I tasted it, but it was a bit on the strong side for me, but he liked it. I had water. We split a Diavola pizza with tomato sauce, mozzarella, spicy pepperoni, jalapenos, and rucoa (arugula). Diavola translates to sauce of the devil. It was a thin crust, Italian style, the kind that you fold over a slice and must be careful lest the oil run down your chin. Perfecto!
Right after we polished off that large pizza, we passed this sign. Aging - bah humbug!
The streets are incredibly narrow and packed with people, trucks, and carts. Very lively and entertaining.
There are many flags and banners for the Easter celebration.
I have seen these red phone booths all over Malta, and they have working telephones inside. They are more modern than the last time I used a pay phone. I remember, in my FBI days, and, in the days before many people had cell phones, if the bad guy stopped at a pay phone and made a call, then right afterwards, we (an Agent) would make a call to the office, so when we got the phone records we could testify which call the bad guy made. Those days are long gone. Now babies get cell phones as soon as they can talk.
This was a hopping place for dinner. We old folks felt so with it, eating at the "in-place."
Dennis looked happy that we were soon to get food. After all, he had his glass of wine. Me too! We ordered the hummus and it was a good start. It came with this red pepper/onion relish with a touch of sweetness that highlighted the hummus's taste. YUM!
Dennis got the Cacio de Pepa pasta. It is one of our favorites.
Tonight, I got the gold star dish. I ordered pasta with browned butter, hazelnuts, and truffles. OMG! You could smell the fresh truffles from the kitchen all the way to our table. The pasta was stuffed with a very mild local cheese. I love truffles, and this did not disappoint.
So a short post. Tomorrow, we will do some sightseeing and have our last dinner together. Dennis will head to Athens, and I will head to Manchester, England - ah, the modern marriage. Happy 20th to us.
Good night and God Bless!
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