Before the Triton Fountain area was restored, it was the beating heart of the capital... albeit in a slightly shabby, ramshackle kinda way. Everyone would disembark their yellow bus and walk into the capital, but not before grabbing something to go from one of the kiosks, or gabbani as we call them.

Back in the day there were a number of them, including the classic mqaret one, the sweets one, a dude that sold casette tapes and other knick knacks, and obviously the pastizzi kiosk. Among these was the milk kiosk, or gabbana tal-halib, which was a popular one to pass by, and for just a few cents, you’d get your fav glass of milk.

“Enjoy a cup of milk” read the Master kiosk’s signage, just under that big tree by the city gate. But, as the savvy local businessman knows, it’s good to sell more than one product. Apart from milk, yoghurts and milkshakes, this kiosk also sold sweets, packets and other things.

Fun fact: locals used to call it zejza bar, which basically means ‘boob bar.’ Yup…we’ll let you piece that one together. It was also a local meeting point for those kids heading out for a night on the town.