2. Poetry: Dim Sum Paradise: Soul Food
In Flushing, Queens, where reality transcends time and place. It is Asia. Easily. How could I ever leave New York? art and poetry©by the author, all rights reserved original entry: 3/28/07 Walk into the Kam-Sen Supermarket and you are in China. People even use Chinese currency. There is a sea of scaly glistening fresh fish, hot sizzling delicacies, lacquered ducks hang in the window. Every Asian sauce imaginable is in one of the maybe 10 aisles, every tea, soup, bags of little dried silver fish and shrimp, dessicated chestnuts, frozen confections with ridiculous translated names. Happy Mouth. You Taste. Rice … Continue reading →