Under Double Rainbow: A Fraternal Break of the Fast at the "Comme Chez Toi" Restaurant, Followed by Tarawih at the Zitouna Mosque

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Hello steemians,

As the clouds of a slightly rainy day slowly dissipated to reveal a sky still tinged with golden light, a rare celestial spectacle came to bless our gaze: a double rainbow took shape above the ocher roofs of our region, as if to announce that the evening to come would be imbued with serenity, human warmth, and spirituality.

It is in this particular atmosphere, where the sky itself seemed to participate in the contemplation of Ramadan, that we took the path to the restaurant "Comme Chez Toi", located just a few steps from the great gate of the city, Bab Bhar, this place where the voices of the past meet those of the present, and where the ancient stones still tell the memory of the centuries.

As soon as we entered the establishment, whose name immediately evokes conviviality and familiarity, we were seduced by the softness of the atmosphere, between the sun yellow and pearl gray velvet armchairs, the walls covered in white bricks, the climbing green plants, the wooded touches, and the hanging lamps diffusing a subdued, almost confidential light, ideal for accompanying an iftar with friends, without pomp or excess, but in a discreet and welcoming elegance.

Each table, already carefully set, offered its guests a small traditional assortment: soft dates, fresh oranges, crispy bread, golden tuna brick pastry, and steaming chorba frik, all ready to be enjoyed at the precise moment of the Maghrib call to prayer. As soon as the adhan sounded in the surrounding streets, we broke the fast with the simple but profound gratitude that characterizes these Ramadan moments.

That evening, the menu offered on a slate at the entrance announced the main courses with a sure hand and a generous spirit, the full menu was displayed at 20 Tunisian dinars, or approximately 6.40 American dollars, which represents roughly 25.6 Steem – a modest sum for such a rich culinary experience.

The menu included:

• A generous starter: chorba + salad + brick,
• A dish of your choice from three options:

1. Grilled fish, delicately seasoned, accompanied by garnish,
2. Djerbien rice with chicken, cooked in the traditional way with tender vegetables and a touch of harissa,
3. Kammounia with veal, emblematic dish based on cumin, rich in taste and memory,

• A homemade dessert, accompanied by tea or coffee.

In Tunisian dinars: 20 TND
In US dollars: 6.40 USD
In Steem (≈ 0.25 USD): 25.6 Steem

After this hearty but balanced meal, we took the time to chat, to laugh, to philosophize in our own way, in a peaceful atmosphere, where the smiling faces of the other guests, the discreet comings and goings of the waiters, and the murmur of a Ramadan program broadcast on the wall screens, formed a backdrop conducive to relaxation.

Time passed slowly, without us noticing. An hour and a half later, carried by a feeling of physical and spiritual fullness, we left the restaurant on foot, towards the beating heart of the old town: the Zitouna mosque, architectural and spiritual jewel of Tunisia.

The medina at night is a sensory experience in its own right: the cobblestones resonate gently underfoot, the diffused lanterns light up the narrow streets, and the majestic silhouette of the Zitouna minaret, illuminated and imposing, stands out like a beacon in the night. As we pass through the mosque's doors, a respectful silence envelops us. The inner courtyard is bathed in light, the columns cast their long shadows, and the faithful silently gather for the Taraweeh prayers.

The recited verses resonate in the sacred space with a gentle power, penetrating hearts already prepared by fasting, shared separation, and the calm of the night. This moment was undoubtedly the climax of our evening: a suspended moment, where the sated body falls silent, leaving plenty of room for the soul to rise.

As we left the Zitouna, our hearts lightened and our minds serene, we still remembered the image of that double rainbow we had seen earlier in the day. Was it a coincidence or a divine wink? Perhaps it was simply a symbol: that of a bridge between heaven and earth, between natural beauty and human communion, between the intimacy of a meal and the grandeur of collective prayer.

That evening, we truly felt at home, in this restaurant that felt like a refuge, and in this thousand-year-old mosque that has always watched over Tunisian souls.

Best Regards,
@kouba01