Three small ghosts with dot eyes and stubby outstretched arms gather around a flour-dusted wooden table, the tallest in a pointed black witch hat standing behind a rustic bowl. Golden round loaves and a rumpled cream cloth sit on the table.

To the right, a whitewashed arched stone oven glows with fire beneath an olive-green mantel shelf of clay pots, and a small shuttered window with green foliage sits at upper left. Soft, warm light and a faded, dusty haze keep everything low-contrast, with buttery impasto on the ghosts and flour set against thin, scumbled walls on coarse linen.