me: "reality bites."

yao: "no. it burns your throat and your nostrils."

indeed, indeed.

true words spoken in the aftermath of the aborted manic ethiopian dinner. my crazy dreams being the thing bit by reality.

in other news, the ethiopian chicken wet, successfully made the next night, was good - but not spicy enough. vegetable stew made later in the week - meh, not really ethiopian.

and if you follow recipes instructing you to just let the teff flour ferment in water for a few days, bubbling with its "wild yeast," you will get moldy water. oh, injera, how i pine for thee.