Perhaps it was the post-prandial cramping I experienced or maybe it was my dinner companion's unpleasant foray into the world of Ethiopian beer (a path which we will surely never traverse again), but I'm not rushing back to Lalibela Ethiopian Restaurant.
I generally love Ethiopian cuisine- the textures, the spices, the niter kebbeh... heaven in every mouthful. Lalibela did it well for the most part - we ordered a combination platter of vegetables and meats, but the dishes were served cold (IMO meat should never be cold) and the sauce-covered drumsticks on the plate were just odd. Matter of opinion I suppose. Gold star for their injera but I couldn't move for days!
Now, on to the cool. The restaurant is named after Lalibela, a town in Northern Ethiopia. The inside jacket of their menu features helpful historical information and tidbits on Ethiopian food and customs that enhances the diner's experience. Who ever knew about gursha, the Ethiopian tradition of feeding mouthfuls to the one you like. I just had to try it!
Staff were friendly enough, but disappeared towards the end of our meal, rendering us late for drinks.
Overall I give it 2 stars - a relatively harsh rating for someone who doles out fours and fives like candy.