There must have been a mix up. After all, we’ve had Ethiopian food before. Granted that was in a part of Nashville known as ‘next-to-Mexico’, but most of what we ordered from Addis looked familiar. If it please the court, we submit Exhibit A.
When Ade and Mel popped in for an evening catch up, we ordered in. Some of what we ordered did not scare us or stink us out.
However, we must submit to evidence the following specimen:
To the best of our understanding, the fish was prepared when we placed our order. We cannot prove that the fish was not found under the couch, leftover from last year, but the photo was most certainly taken upon receipt of the takeaway order.
It did not look more appetizing on a platter from Auntie Sarah’s mum.
Those eyes. They follow you everywhere.
2 responses to “A Taste of Africa”
looks like a fish from the nasty lake on the shore, AFTER vermin had their way with it!!!!!
YUCK!!!!!!! No way, no how ….ick!
Seriously. It was terrible. First it smelled like a funky gym locker. Then it looked like it had been dragged along a gravel road for about 20 miles. And to top it all off, it was hard enough to drive a nail through a 2×4.
That was one FUNKY FISH!