Dinner at Pupetto Part One


That evening we had dinner at the hotel. Diners were sparse, owing to the inclement weather. It was chilly sitting outdoors. The waiters were apologetic, stressing how unusual for the time of year. Even so, it was fun sitting on the balconied terrace, peering into the mystery of night. Our waiter was a young guy, very handsome and smooth, betrayed by a subtle hint of shyness. When I enquired, (sotto voice), about my friend’s ‘surprise’, he smiled and said, “don’t worry, we know everything”.

We ordered seafood, followed by pizza, and mineral water. The young guy brought still water, instead of sparkling; when he saw his mistake the smoothness faltered, and for an instant, we could see that he took his art very seriously, and was proud.

I felt a shade of nostalgia, he reminded me of someone long ago.

The seafood was naturally divine.

staying in positano - dinner at hotel pupetto

the restaurant

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