A-OK.\n\nA tell tale sign that a restaurant is any good if you find that the majority of the patrons are of the same culture. Well, this one was mixed, and really the standard still holds.\n\nI would consider my palate to err on the adventurous side, and I had Ethiopian once before. The friends who introduced me to it didn't think I could handle a particular dish, so of course, I made sure my next opportunity fulfilled my curiosity. Kitfo is the Ethiopian version of steak tartar, and I won't lie that the thought of it took some intrinsic strength to order. Even the waitress at first tried to steer me away from it at first, and then tried to convince me to have it cooked instead of raw. I reasoned with her that I wanted to try it as it should be. A different waitress served it to me and said I'd be hooked. Well, that might be true if only they didn't cook it anyway. Granted, not all the way through, but it did see some high heat for at least a few moments. This deeply disappointed me because I was willing, yet for some silly reason, they weren't. It basically looks like ground meat served on flat, sour-dough along with spinach and cheese. Using the bread, which I'm a fan of, as a utensil, I tried it in every combination: just meat, meat with cheese, meat with spinach, meat with cheese & spinach, etc. Conclusion was that in every way, despite not receiving it authentically, it was good. I'm not sure, even after asking, what spices they used, but it was a delightful combination. Spinach and cheese weren't anything special, but added contrasting textures -- which I think was the point. Surprisingly filling too. Will I regularly order Kitfo? Probably not, but I'm still glad I gave it the half-assed attempt.\n\nVery apparently if you're not Ethiopian by some measure, you just might be missing out on something. I saw the service is leagues better if you are. Also they won't tone down whatever you order I guess. Not a pleasant thing to have to say, but somehow I can empathize.
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