Thursday, May 26, 2011

Tandoor Indian

After a vindaloo, I'm in the loo!

The only thing nicer than a spicy curry, is a clean commode when you're in a hurry.   Though the clay plaque of John Barleycorn found no purchase amongst the quixotic bric-a-brac that served as decor. The checkerboard wall tiling cut a strident swath, hissing at the seashell framed wicker mirror, suspended over a sink from what must have been a Jules Verne nightmare. Together the ensemble says, evacuate your bowels,  fuck baroque, god is dead.


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