Valletta: the European Capital of Hipsters

    “On the long dinner table a field of food waved yellow in the dim light of dusk. The Cuban prepared deep fried pork rinds like they did in Cuba, but the rest of it was Maltese stuff; cold pasta, timpana, Maltese bread and sausages, aljolli, and saucers with olives and capers.” The above…

3 Tips On How To Eat Local

  And why is it important to eat local when you’re abroad? Why not just go where fellow tourists go, in places made by locals, for tourists? These are run-of-the-mill questions that inspire an existential answer. At least, if you’re existentially minded. And if you travel, you probably are, even if you don’t know it….

Three Odes, Three Dishes

Ode to Pho   Among the market stalls You lunged towards me Like an octopus in the deep dark, Among the market stalls, A universe of complexity Yet still a singularity; From this bowl, It all bangs outwards.   Foaming like the sea, A primordial broth, Made by hands that In your caress Have forgotten…