Hands on

Last night, we went to Addis Red Sea for Jen's birthday celebration. When she said she wanted Ethiopian, I was a little hesitant. Eating with my hands? And we're not talking about french fries? I don't know. Luckily, Jen's happiness was more important to me than my own comfort level (I'm such a martyr, eh?), so away we went. It was some seriously good food. I may or may not have had an Ethiopian food incident. I refuse to comment. But the point is this: seriously yummy food. And a lot of it. (I had the Doro Tibs because I'm a spice wuss, but I tried some of the Doro Wot and it was likewise intensely good. I just couldn't take more than a bite.) This is definitely up there with the fried avocado incident in terms of Boston eating experiences.