surround sound samba
i give glances at
cariocas cooking creole italian
crossing the atlantic in different forms
fomenting kitchen kultur that
forgets race
if only fusion were so easy on the
streets
as it were on the tongue
tastebuds allow for difference
without pitting palates
a bitter sweet and sour
sabor
dare a culinary quest beyond text
force a gut gastronomer to ask:
what does love taste like?
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