Food & Drinks in Ethiopia

I finally, finally, finally got a chance to update the blog and so as to remain somewhat chronological, I begin here with some reflections on my trip this spring to Ethiopia. Here are some notes on Ethiopian gastronomie without any real method of organization other than the photo-caption-photo-caption kind.


My friends Dalia and Aidan are sitting here at the friendly Itegue Taitu Hotel in the Piazza district of Addis Ababa. This city of 4.5 million or so is the capital of Ethiopia, and Piazza is kind of its uptown. This little patio is a terrific place to start the day with really good coffee and oatmeal. The hotel features posted prices, BBC on satellite, and a phone for customers that is dialed out by a switchboard operator on the hotel staff.


Delicious machiattos and donuts at the Tomoco Coffeeshop, also in the Piazza region of Addis. A kilo of freshly roasted beans (Ethiopian) would cost you less than $5 here. The place was apparently founded by Italians in the 1930's.


This is a photo of macchiato in a brown mug on a white tablecloth with blue stripes on it.


I don't remember what this coffee drink was called but it featured condensed milk or something like it.


This is spriss, from a small juice bar in Bahir Dar. The top 1/3 is a mix of banana puree and lime juice, and the bottom 2/3 is avacado puree. Totally fresh, brilliant, healthy, awesome. Also comes in squash and orange.


My apologies to this German girl whose name I forgot. I selected this photo because she kind of snaps the Ras Dashen beer into the territory of 70's magazine advertising. This was at the Ghion Hotel in Bahir Dar, on the bank of Lake Tana, the headwaters of the Blue Nile. Ras Dashen beer is a welcome and robust counterpoint to any spicy Ethiopian dish. Cheap by Egyptian standards, it is far better than Egypt's Stella, and features a pleasing label around a classic brown bottle. There is basically no reason to drink imported beer in Ethiopia.


While walking around and checking out some churches in Entoto Hills, north of Addis Ababa, we took a break at a wonderfully restful little dining room that was kind of an extension of a small bar. The owner of the place was kind enough to bring us some tasty wat with huge chunks of homemade western-style bread as well as some beer. This is St. George's, which is simply awesome. Its label matches the matches label. It started raining quite hard after we took this photo but we decided to leave anyway and got soaked on our way back to the bus station. Delicious rainy day food and drink, but no photos of the wat.


This was taken in the aptly titled Addis Ababa Restaurant. There are a variety of little gravy-like dishes here, many of them vegetarian, but some from lamb or beef, laid out on injera. That's like a floppy pancake made out of something called tef flour. I think Ethiopian cuisine is simply awesome, its very healthy and filling, and its great for cheapskates who eat in a group. Some of my friends occasionally hire Ethiopians living in Cairo to cook and I need to look into this.


Tej, or honey wine, brewed by the aforementioned Addis Ababa Restaurant. Usually you get tej in a place called a beat, but this is a rare exception. I can't really describe the taste, a bit . . . waxy?

Imagistic Homesickness

Over the last few weeks I have begun getting a little inkling of what it will be like to be home this summer for a while. It does not exactly feel like homesickness but it has that form. It consists just of images:

visiting friends at their apartments
green plants in parks with lakes
miracle whip
guacamole
fried tofu
iced tea
thunderstorms
sailing
lemoncello and wine in the back yard
lighter fluid smell from the neighbor's grill
baseball on the radio
college radio
the public library
news hour
street fairs
driving
bicycling and drinking out of my water bottle
internet at home
drinking beer at concerts
free thursday nights at the walker art center
monday movies at loring park
listening to tapes in the car
talking with mom and dad about politics
mowing the lawn
ice cream from grand old creamery
the errand trifecta: groceries, post office, library

Miscellaneous Photos

Here are several photos I have been unsure of where to post so I'll put them all together.


These are the grounds of Ben Ezra Synagogue, rebuilt at the site of an earlier synagogue. This is one of many ancient churches and synagogues in the neighborhood of Coptic Cairo. Around this corner and to the left is where Moses as a baby is said to have been found in the reeds.


The strange and wonderful Sinai town of Nuweiba at dusk.


This grocery store near my apartment in Cairo was one of many that redecorated to sell treats in advance of Moulid (Muhammad's birthday).


My parents visited in January. This is my favorite picture from then. We were in the back of a 4 x 4 driving through a bumpy patch in the Black Desert in central Egypt.



Beautiful people wearing beautiful hats helped me to celebrate my birthday. Here are just a few of them.

"I See What You're Doing There"

Brogan and Sherief, pictured above, are the originators of this banal, yet entrancing gambit. And I think it's fair to say I'm its chronicler. We've been hashing out the details here at parties, workshopping it among the AUC expat community, and are now ready to unveil it to the interweb community.

1. Someone does something slyly referential and possibly edgy or self-deprecating, likely taking the form of a joke at a party.

2. To enhance a spirit of playfulness, you address them with the following speech acts:

A. "i see what you're doing there"
(sometimes alt. "i don't see what you're doing there,")

B. "i understand it"
(often alt. "i don't really understand it")

C. ". . . and i like it."
(often alt. ". . . but i don't really like it.")

Glasses are knocked against each other and teeth are revealed. . .

3. The other parlor game participant can respond IN THE SAME WAY in which you referred to them. Specifically, Did THEY see what YOU were doing? Did THEY understand IT and did THEY like what YOU did?

TIP: Deviating from the form stated here robs the tradition of a certain weightiness and comedic timing but you can do two of the three for the sake of variety, or change the wording, so long as you keep each unit of meaning in order.

Now you're ready - Make it your own!

Mugabe continues attacks on MDC

The ruling ZANU-PF party's Robert Mugabe has been President of Zimbabwe since the first post-independence election in 1980. Here are a few links on the recent detentions and tortures of members of the MDC, Zimbabwe's major opposition party.

Sokwanele/Zvakwana features a good slideshow recap of media reports. There are some rather graphic images of people who have been beaten by police, but this is a really good capsule on the recent spate of beatings. Things like this make the internet valuable - highly recommended.

The BBC offers this roundup of blog opinion from Zimbabwe.

This background article on Zimbabwe's prospects for political change from the Globe and Mail is more realistic than the chirpy and somewhat ill-informed backgrounder from CBS News. If a transition of power was simply based on the public's recognition of growing problems in Zimbabwe, there might have been a change of power in Zimbabwe some 15 or 20 years ago, before hyperinflation, before shortages in food, oil, and concrete, before massive refugee flows, and government-sponsored demolition of housing, and so many cases of rape and torture of citizens.

Here are some better background articles from the Guardian on Zimbabwe's political crisis.

People like Mugabe rule with the correct calculation that - at best - people outside of Zimbabwe are simply not paying attention - and at worst - that people outside of Zimbabwe operate on the assumption that Africans are unable to govern themselves and that whatever happens in one Southern African nation will have a negligible impact elsewhere. I am doing a paper this term on Zimbabwean refugees and I hope to post more on the subject soon.