The traditional food in Ethiopia is spicy and delicious, lots of stews and curry-like sauces, all wrapped up in the spongy deliciousness of injera. If you haven't tried it before, get thee to an Ethiopian restaurant (I have recommendations if you need them). On my last day in Addis, I stopped by my grandmother's house to say good-bye, and was enlisted to make one piece of injera. People who are experienced with this can make the injera come out completely round on the griddle, but as you can see below, the edges of my piece were a little less smooth. Clearly not my forte.



My grandma made me promise that I'll have kids before she leaves this life. I agreed to that (she's got a good 20 years left by my estimate, so no harm there). However, we disagree on the number of kids. She had ten, so she thinks five is a reasonable request for me. I wasn't even sure how to respond to that one. I told her that I'm the second-oldest cousin, so she should be hounding my older cousin to get started instead of me. I don't think that tactic worked too well...