I will admit that I am a horrible adoptive mother in one particular area – native food. My poor Ethiopian children only eat Ethiopian a few times a year, if that. Honestly, most of the dishes are not terribly hard. I’ve mastered Doro Wat (chicken “stew”), lentils, cabbage & potatoes and they love it.
The problem is that with EVERY meal, you need injera.
You cannot eat Ethiopian food without it. For awhile I used the excuse that I couldn’t find Teff flour. (Trust me, we tried it without, and it’s not the same.) But now Sprouts carries it with their specialty flours.
But it’s not just something you can whip up. You have to mix some of the ingredients together and let it ferment for 3 days. Which would mean I would need to actually remember to start said process 3 days before Ethiopian meal.
There’s a little ethnic market not far from my in-laws house and they used to carry fresh injera. IF I thought about it I could call Cathy and have her pick some up when they were coming out. But now it has new owners and you have to call the day before because they only make it as ordered. So again, I would have to plan ahead. (Are you sensing a pattern in my difficulties?)
Last year for his family birthday party Luke requested Ethiopian food. I had all my ingredients, was ready to go. I was just short of starting to cook it when Cathy called. The market was out of injera (this was before the new owners). Uh oh!
Luke kindly agreed to just switch to hamburgers and I PROMISED him that I would make Ethiopian food.
“When?” he asked.
“Before your next birthday,” I promised.
And suddenly 51 weeks zoomed by before you knew it.
See, bad adoptive mommy.
With everything going on last week (Dave Ramsey interview, etc) I was stressing about said meal and finally decided to suck it up and drive the 50 minutes across town and pay the money to take everyone to the Ethiopian restaurant. Luke was ecstatic. Beza too.
We ordered their classic mixture and added shiro and lentils to it. It was REALLY good. Their injera was not as sour as it is in Ethiopia. Perhaps an attempt to be a little easier on the patrons. (We went on a Saturday for lunch and Luke and Beza were the only Ethiopians in the place besides the staff.)
Noah is our one hold out and so we took in a sandwich for him 🙂 Natalie can keep up with the other two when it comes to ET food.
At nearly $80, it’s not something we can do very often, but it was definitely worth it for a treat.
I’ve vowed (not out loud) to attempt injera sometime this summer.
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