The little road side restaurant was still empty. Only the water and the wine bottles filled the tables, waiting for hungry road runners. You couldn't hear but silence.
Soon the customers would be there, often starting with the smörgåsbord or buffet froid, but that was not the only choice.
A good steak, a slice of liver or one of ham in sauce was following, while the road runners were discussing, joking, having good time.
Cheese, a fruit or another dessert. Some coffee with the other customers, and then to bed.