Windy Last Refuge

Dan Israel (2003)

For dinner, we went to The Last Refuge, a seafood (surprised?) restaurant that was supposed to be one of the best places in Eilat, without being absurdly expensive. The place was packed, but there was outdoor seating, right on the pier. Sounded good, but it was so windy we had to use everything on the table to prevent the tablecloth from flying away! It made eating a challenge, and at one point the pepper shaker became a casualty of the night, shattering on the floor and blowing pepper into the air.