Good Food: Ethiopian

Last week, Jimmy’s girlfriend Angelique joined us for two weeks. We celebrated her arrival in an Ethiopian restaurant:

By the way, if anyone can tell me how to are supposed to make good pictures of black people in the dark, please do share it in the comments. Either you use your flash and they are all shiny, or you don’t and you just see one big smile. ;-)

The meal in the next picture is not just a huge American portion:

but a regular Ethiopian meal, which is—like in a lot of Sub-Saharan cultures as Jimmy told me—served on one big plate in the middle of the table, from which you all eat together. And no, I am not being impolite, you are really supposed to eat the food with your hands. However, if everyone is really hungry, this can lead to rather embarrassing scenes…

Last weekend, Jimmy and Angelique were out for a couple of days, whereas Alex has left for a holiday in Europe. In the meanwhile, I was surviving on less noble food:

Not just cheeseburgers, mind you, but microwaveable cheeseburgers! I know, old habits die hard…