Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix...The River Flows.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix.... The River flows.


On the way to Ol Calcutta, turning South to sweet Madras..I chopped the onions, garlic, raw Ginger, ground it in a jar.
Bellas in Saris laughed at me then fixed my Kitchen Hareem.
The river flows. The river flows.

I had to dice Tomatoes, Bell peppers. Grind with spices, Marsala, Tumeric, Paprika, looking  disinterested. Maharajahs tried to interest me in a game of Polo.
The river flows. The river flows.

BHARARTI introduced me to the use of OIL, stainless steel pans and serving plates, Aristocratic display, side dishes of Popadoms, Chiparti, stuffed PHarati.. Onion Bhaji!
The river flows. The river flows.

BASMATI rice, unbeatable when I hear S. Hazara Singh play his melancholy Guitar...! The river flows. The river flows.

And NOW, left with a so-so date at a disinterested Curry House, an Incense stick to park an atmosphere and a le recherche du temps perdu, an American way of saying....I didn't have a Clue!
The river flows. The river flows.


c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca,sicily.