My mother lives in Eritrea a country that broke off from Ethiopia in the 1900s due to political issues and a few cultural differences. But although the two countries are no longer together they still share the same kinds of foods one of which is a dish called Injera, a large flat sourdough made from fermented teff flour, its around 20 inches in length and it is in a round shape. There are different types of sauces and vegetables on can add to it to give the dough a better taste such as cubed meat with a sweet kind of curry sauce or spicy thick meat sauce with egg. I personally love to eat the spicy sauce and meat whenever i go to see her and that is exactly what I went looking for in the streets of Manhattan. So, this weekend I spent sometime with a family member trying to find a good Ethiopian restaurant and we did, it is called Zoma, located on Fredrick Douglas blvd, a warm intimate restaurant that serves delicious injera. What i loved about this restaurant is that they used the same ingredients from home with very little genetically modified ingredients. And the services were quick and the people spent very little time on one table when they served. And comparing the services in America to the services I received in Eritrea was quite interesting. I noticed that, because Eritrea is a laid back country with people who appreciate taking their time, waiting for a dish will take up to 30 to 45 mins. Where as in Manhattan, where things happen at a fast pace the serves, although they are native Eritreans or Ethiopian, they brought in their dishes within 15 mins or less. So i noticed the cultural change just from the way i was being served. However, no matter how fast or how slow the food was coming I admired how the chef still stuck to his roots while making the dish, if i tasted both dishes, from Eritrea or Ethiopia and Manhattan I would not be able to tell the difference, the people themselves may change but the dish still remains the same.
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Pizza for breakfast
So today I woke up hungry for something, I didn’t know what exactly at first because it was breakfast time but i didn’t feel like having the regular cereal and pancakes for breakfast. I felt like my stomach was on a lunch schedual not a breakfast schedule. To be honest I was hungry for something salty and greasy, like a pizza or fries. But I was debating I didn’t know if it was ‘healthy’ to have lunch for breakfast, especially if the foods I had in mind were fat foods. And not only was I thinking health wise I was thinking socially as well, what would people think if they saw me eating a pepperoni pizza at 9:30 in the morning? Which then got me thinking are our eating habits, just like many other aspects of our lives, based on whats socially acceptable? Do we eat and drink milk and cereal, orange juice and fruit in the morning because our body needs only that for breakfast? or is this a menu that has been created by society? so this morning i decided to break the rules and have a big, greasy cheese pizza with a soda too! And you know what happened… absolutely nothing. I felt perfectly satisfied and my and i’d fed my stomach what it wanted not what I’ve been told over the years it should have for breakfast. Now, this is not to say that i’ll be having lunch for breakfast everyday, but I will at times go for what i’m really hungry for, if that means some granola and an omelette then sure, but if my tummy is just graving actual food then I’ll surely go for the pizza menu.