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Last night a group of people from my lab went for Ethiopian food. A new Ethiopian restaurant has opened resonably close to the campus, and an Ethiopian student in the lab organized the outing. David and I had planned to go to a movie, but I was really tired, and when I found out about the Ethiopian restaurant outing I dragged him along (it really was to his advantage anyway – the Ethiopian restaurant was on his way home). I also haven’t had Ethopian food in a long time, and was keen to eat it again. I ended up splitting a vegetarian platter (which was delicious) with Rhutesh.
Over dinner there was a suggestion that we should sample cuisine from all the countries in the lab – which someone put at 17. I think it’s a great idea, but am a little apprehensive about my responsibility to Australia’s cuisine. We certainly won’t be visiting an Outback Steakhouse, and there aren’t really any authentic Australian restaurants that I know of (and it’s not clear to me that Australia has an authentic cuisine, anyway). All this makes me alarmed that I may have to cater myself. Which, in turn, makes me alarmed that I’ll have to decide on something that really is Australian. Hamburgers with beetroot and pineapple? Pavlova? Vegemite on toast?












