EightDavid tries to exhibit gracious table manners, but his hunger is overwhelming. In record time, he bolts down the vegetarian roti, which reminds him of a square burrito without the meat, cheese and beans. This pastry has potatoes, rice and lentils, and a mild spice. But the zesty stew requires a bit more caution. Between spoonfuls of the thick, pungent dish, David guzzles water to cool his tongue and spare his esophagus.
Bianca's laughter is musical. “I think Maati and Sokar were a little heavy handed with the chili and curry. Perhaps in honor of your arrival?” She lifts a knowing eyebrow at the two mischievous siblings. Maati and Sokar shoot a guilty, but smug, glance at each other.
“No. It's great,” David says, meaning it. “Hotter than a jalapeno tostada, but some of the best food
