Wednesday, September 4, 2013

"To see the world in a grain of ... rice?"

I've long admired William Blake's simple, compelling opening stanza in Auguries of Innocence:
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour. 

 Nice, isn't it? Knowing my natural way of skittering across the surface of things, thought, I never thought to achieve this state.  But then, somewhat to my surprise, a simple dish of rice at Louisville's Taj Palace restaurant brought me surprisingly close.

Here's the intro of today's Taj Palace review, shared with LEO Weekly today.  You can click to the full review at the end.
Little things mean a lot. Even something as little as a grain of rice can mean a lot. Of course, it takes 7,200 grains of rice to fill a cup, or so sayeth the Google, but that's not important right now. Let's talk about rice, and in particular the spectacular rice at Taj Palace. 
Trust me on this, folks. I love Indian food, and I'm a fan of Taj, which has survived a journey around three East End locations. I go there fairly often. But the other night, sampling a bite of simple, extra-long-grain basmati rice from a side platter, I suddenly experienced what philosophers call an epiphany, a sudden, almost spiritual insight into the deeper meaning of things. Specifically, rice. And Taj Palace.
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Click for the review in LEO Weekly.