Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix...M.I.5. on da Rocks.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...M.I.5 on da Rocks.

Extract from secret, TOP whassit Comm.... Da Russkies have had St. James Tailors GIEVES and HAWKES bugged for YEARS. Most of Saville Row, probably NAMED after serial Paedaphile Jimmy Saville, THAT we finally know about.
Consenual SODOMY in the British Government, RAMPANT, we can deal with that in  BRITISH INTELLIGENCE but BOOT and Co, Gentlemens Hatters and the renown WHITES CLUB, thought to be filled with rich WASP Yankees with no Pedigree...now infested with MUSLiMs and WITH WHITES...the Club... we can hardly issue a DEE NOTICE suspecting anyone without a Foreskin for Treason!...On the other hand...

More to follow.


c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca,sicily.

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.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix...Jeruslelum....Spell dat sucker!!!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...Jerusulem …


JERUSELem.


Rabbi. If we dont eat each other…
Iman...We will eat Ourselves....

It-s ONLY interesting if U R somehow involved...like a Jew or an Arab who SOLD his camels to SALLADIN in time of War. As if to bring DOWN Jersulelam, some Mid East shit hole of absolutely NO geographical WORTH, compact with NO HOPER ZEALOTS all believing in the ABSTRACT where/in their circumcised Homburgs, subjugated Gals enjoined, brainwashed EGO testament to a cultural down whirlpool of insidious primitive PENIS Hubba Hubba.. A Spiritualy incestuous KIBBUTZ of world sanctioned Cultism!
WOTCHAGONNADO!!!!
Rabbi. If we dont EAT eachother…
IMAN. We will eat OURSELVES...

I am getting OLD. I dont CARE for your HATRED. I was born in England. Dont care for what U  YOU ALL CARE for.
My reasons are personal, non violent, none of YOUR FRICKIN business. If I can. I will visit.

Lackheim, In shah allah. Peace to ALL.


…..Can anyone recommend a good, reasonably priced Hotel…Dont need breakfast, just a late night cocktail lounge. Not sure of the Gig, folks. Suggestions welcome.



c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca,sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix....English, Italian....FENESTRO OPERTA...

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....Italiano, Englesse…..Finestro oPERTA!

dedicato. Charles Baudelaire.


C,mon sera, bella notte, mi bella,via Lacante, Sciacca, Siciliano...c,omi sera, piazza Scandalito, avante mi amica, e buono fortuna!
kiss me...
C-me Guigno Bela Bela!..... Sono stanco, c-mon richiesto… E sono in viaggio, il Vita swirling  circolo a cuore...a Romeo, a sole ...all alone.
Like your Phone!
Your Café table Uninterested 1,000 yards stare, so glad we met!

C-mon sera, Bueno notte, il sentinele, all along the Watchtower! ...It torre emozione, a disperato per te. Arrivederci Heloise...lost at sea, a mare, il monde ascendi!!!
Per me, il fenestra operto. Kiss Me! Kiss Me! Heloise, Abelard, kisses sweet.

The window is open and the AIR bares within, sounds from faraway.


2018,dave Delacroix,montmatre, paris, café select.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix....QUIET days in Clichy, quiet days in Sciacca.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...QUIET DAYS in Clichy, quiet days in Sciacca!

dedicato. Phillipe Germak, a Parigi.

Quiet days in Clichy. Quiet days in Sciacca, Sicily by Chiesa St. Margahrita, piazza Carmine at the BAR ODEON and EVERY passing belladonna wants to exhibit her thunder thighs in an avante garde suggestion of Pussy show! Lonely gals. Even the ALMOST blind Priest Panhandler...with the unproven dodgy left leg....knows which way the wind blows< GRILLO Vino Bianco! Whilst the Bottegla Albani ...Bottled Trees...give the optical illusion of giving U a nudge!....How bout dat!!!

Quiet days in Clichy, quiet days in SCIACCA by St. Margahrita, piazza Carmine at the bar Odeon...the Solar powered ancient fontana...Fountain dribble...suddenly goes into EXTRA GUSTO spraying Bar Odeon patrons with its AQUA SPERM!
People dust off its unexpected droplets. Bravoes. Gigolos. Capos! And Tourists alike all eyed/funneled into Desire, Unlearning, seated in hot sun ecstasy in imitation of the fossilized statuary that they are, possibly, in some future archeologist eye, yet to become.

Bonjour! Bonguigno! Aur revoir! Averrederci! Asta la vista! Ou sans les neige dantan. O sole Mio! A le recherche du temps perdu. And a B&W photo, 1950s all rolled into one.

Un atra, Donnatella! Send me another Nastro Azzura!


c2018,Guilio, Sciacca, Sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, 2018 MANIFESTO for GLOBAL ART.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, 2018 MANIFESTO for GLOBAL ART.


dedicato. Karl Marx.


Overtures of Devils and Gods, the very stuff to sink ya Soul, gathers Unseen in diversity from Macro to Caligula in defiance to Empirical Sound that BURSTS Spleen actuality and wipes out Memory and leaves the slate of History clean. A splinter, here, a bone, there, a frail Machiavelli to tapestry the Story, the Epic, the GIG, rights and wrongs. Only THINKING makes it so.

A Genghis Khan, a dynasty, the early Christians whine and how, double, mono, Spirit, any which way that could CAST a Spell, who donned the Sybil's crown, an Astronauts helmet, Life after Death, to spread the disease of subjugation, TRIBUTE, your TAXES to feed the solvency of History, the ONLY History< Mans Greed!

Whilst dumb/ass Poets, Painters, Sculptors advance under the hood of fiscal tyranny, nothing, more or less devil pronged to point us on our way, to a moral, empty nest,
Ave Caesar! Ave Padre! Ave WALL St. greed! Ave the SEED of our self destruction! Ave WANT!!!! So sad. Greed. Global contagion. To see U on your knees...

Overtures of Devils and Gods double HELIX entwined to their undoubted destiny and the sucking thumb that every Baby KNOWS speaks louder than words.


c2018,davedelacroix.Murphys Bar.Sciacca.Sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, MENU for MURDER, D n D Detective Series, THIRD DEGREE Picante Justice!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, MENU for MURDER, D and D., Detective Series. THIRD DEGREE PICANTE JUSTICE!....... 1 to 3...


1. Mulligatawny Mambo!


SHE got to MAMBO, HE got to Mambo, U got to Mambo, my dead Grandma may rattle a skeletal foot in HOPES of a Mulligatawny Mambo, a picante spice pepperoni, some place East of Guadalajara or Madras or some South China Sea sauce...Always TOUGH though, fucking UP. Nobody shows up with the Shrimp. No alibi. A Busboy waves around yesterday Crimp! A legal delivery, painful! Lost 1,000 island Shrimp Cocktail whassit!!! Culinary Innocence or Dictatorship, any which way...that SOUL VISTA to your OWN looking glass Heart....

Josef Conrad couldn't have nailed this better. D and D, Detective GOT the Pesci, boulebais discount, downright SLURPED as  distastefully, the Gig, and what WAS and what IS, whats LEFT of Cordon Blue IS the Saucier mysterious characters, PLURAL, even if they went to Culinary Academies.....Take AWAY the COOK, leaves only the Sauce!....
Was the COOK a SAUCIER, or was the Saucier a COOK!!! Questions!

There-s SO much MURDER in the kitchens of Restaurants from Roadside Diners to the 4 Seasons in NYC.! Every WEEK some Chef has been, IS found, in an overlooked Deep Freezer! Naturally, the Industry fails to mention this when presenting U with a Marbled, Nebraska Sirloin. But don't worry. D n D, detective, hunting down lost kids,  has seen it ALL, a zillion times....whilst trying to locate LOST KIDS, food outlets being primal search zones.  Yet, in pursuit, Kitchen Murders, half the time he let it swing or gilded the lily, least ways to the Cops in Bags. A CRIMI de Passione! Arguments about Sauce ingredients, just HOW to present Baby Back Ribs SENZA BBQ sauce. Stuff like THAT and that yet to be documented, mysterious Case in Louisville, Kentucky NOW, famously known as the Case of the 2,000 rings of the ONION. SHUSSH! Indeed! Spare me from explaining. Too many digressions. No lost kids found.  Yet better elucidated So....What happens when U put CHEFS, Irish, Scottish, English, French, Pakistani, ALL MAESTROs in the SAME Grande Hotel Restaurant Kitchen....Somebody ends up being Mulligatawny! Yet, that age old confession... might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb... never surfaces.
We live in despicable, insidious, and mixed spice times!!!

The Hotel Employment Register kind-a covered it. Employees are KNOWN to depart. The F.B.I, local Barney Fifes. 4 out of 5 five Chefs mysteriously disappeared. Jobs on obscure Millionaire luxury Yachts, etc. No doubt. the REMAINING Maestro CHEF, Vinod Hazara Bai swore on a STACK, everything, Tutte Bene!!! Cops in Bags from MISSING PERSONS, CHEF DIVISION, all over weight, were initially mystified. Whilst D n D, detective dude, feeling jaded by recent news of Anthony...TONY....BORDAIN-s- Swiss Suicide, aside of looking for some missing L.A. Kids, suggested to the Swiss Gendarmes a CUCINA BERMUDA TRIANGLE, advised them to save their Police notes, possible Movie Franchise, get an Agent, etc.,  give the remaining Maestro Chef, VINOD,  THE EYE, and with lack of any pointed Evidence advised all and sundry NOT to order the Mulligatawny Soup ON SPECIAL and promptly dined next door!


c2018, dave Delacroix, Sciacca, sicily. MENU FOR MURDER.