
went to an ethiopian restaurant with the gf last night, the second time i have experienced the antikosmik foodgasm that is ethiopian food. bonus points for it being made to eat with your fingers. even though my girlfriend is a vegetarian, which, in the words of the immortal jules winfield, pretty much makes me a vegetarian too when we share food at a restaurant. it was fucking

i insist those of you not living in the hinterlands of utah, canadia, or other such isolated locales to make haste to your nearest temple of african culinary delight. i have tasted god, my friends, and his name is injera.