arif shaikh is a mythical gorilla-hummingbird-poet of sorts. when he walks, he talks and shocks. when he flies, he's wise in the skies. and when he writes, he bites and frights.
his greatest accomplishment in life is two fold (1) providing incessant laughter to grown-ups (loosely speaking) in midcoast maine and (2) making the best damn curry on earth.
these two unique skills have catapulted him from relative obscurity to being the most sought after man in maine history (by elderly widows, of course). thankfully, he's number 11 on the fbi's 10 most wanted list and nyquil is way more expensive than cardamom chai.
arif does not know how to handle all the recent fame and fortune associated with being a spice gigolo. so he has turned to the only thing he does know how to do: make old ladies really, really happy. he often helps them bus their shopping carts out of the good tern co-op. that's where the fun ends, or so he swears.
since arif is way too impatient to wait for hollywood or bollywood, he has had to take matters into his own hands. as of may 25th, he launched dfc - a fast, healthy, and affordable indian food joint taking over america.
the ultimate goal is to tame impossibility with excellence: imagine a wild gorilla sucking on a sweet domesticated orchid only to crush you afterwards.
yes, it can be done.
damn fine curry
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