The Table

A low pavilion of four shallow concrete vaults, glowing through bronze-framed glass at dusk, beside a long dark pool, with a level stone wall behind it.
The Refectori at afterglow.

Four vaults, one old span.

The Refectori’s vaults repeat the Sestador’s 5.4 m, in concrete. It’s the one new building that curves, and it’s glazed on three sides.

A long dining room under four shallow concrete vaults with pale ash tables, low candles, a sea-green tiled bar and dusk through glass walls.
Long ash tables, low lamps. No chandeliers.

A sample day’s menu

A sample, not a real menu. Nothing here is served.

A hand reaching for torn bread on a plain plate, with olive oil and a glass of pale wine on a pale ash table.
Two weathered hands pouring olive oil from a clay jug onto bread on a stone counter.

Dinner moves outside after sunset.

The courtyard holds its warmth for hours. One long table goes under the carob.

The stone courtyard after sunset under a pale pink sky, with one long table under the carob.
The Clastra, about 21:30.
A staff member in plain dark clothes carrying a basket of bread across the pebbled courtyard in early morning.
Bread crossing the courtyard, about 08:00.

Then see the rest of the day.