a sangria with a slice of blood orange,
the placidity of the sound side
at low tide.
on the boardwalk,
the music from inside
as I prefer conversation with my dinner,
Chile relleno lightly fried,
plump with rich, creamy cheese and
chicken, tender as rotisserie—
a savory molten lava cake.
Black beans, Spanish rice,
salad vegetables like from a hydroponic garden—
a cool bite from the heat and spice.
chilled, caramel flan,
enjoyed with a spoon.
Summer is on the wane
tourists are gone.