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| - Cafe Lalibela is fantastic. I love eating there because the food comes super quick and it tastes delicious. It's healthy, tasty and fills you up for a long, long time.
I am, in no way, an authority on what makes for good Ethiopian food but I know what I likes, and this place I definitely likes. I dig the atmosphere and the music that's always playing that totally makes me think of a smooth jazz station in Africa or something.
Yesterday I went and got some grub here. The food came quick as usual and it tasted extraordinary, as usual. But, man, there were these damn kids running around. These people sitting across from us must've brought like 8 goddamn kids with them. Somewhere between 8 and 10 totally bad kids that ran around and were loud and singlehandedly gave me an aching headache. If I wasn't a pussy, I would have told them that they're selfish, yuppie fuckheads. What are you thinking bringing that many kids to a place without a ball-pit? Kids don't wanna eat at a quiet restaurant, they want to jump around and swing around and shit before totally passing out somewhere. That's what kids do. I don't blame the kids for being bored... I'd do the same shit. I blame the parents for being such retarded, wanna-be cultured fucks. "We'll bring our sophisticated children to get African cuisine. Mmmmyeessss.... that's what I plan to do with my afternoon."
There's not much the dude who works there could have done, unfortunately. I mean, people who let their kids act like assholes would freak out if he told them that the kids were maddeningly loud. They'd be like, "We're not paying the bill, shall never come back and will tell people there are rats in the food. Whole rats. No, it doesn't make sense but it's gross."
Aside from that one incident, the place is great. I love it. I don't eat here as often as I'd like. Something tells me that with the monster gas this place gives me, I'd be super healthy and would benefit from hitting 'em up on the montly.
Fantastic-O. Five stars.
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