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A friend reviewed Gojo and inspired us to try it. We do a lot of take out, but not with a new spot. So we waited until we could dine in and finally tried this place a couple of months ago.
They've been in business for two years and I am not sure if they repainted or redecorated since Bacchanal closed, but the murals seem to fit and it's a lot brighter inside now. Nothing fancy, but clean and welcoming.
We dined in late on a Saturday night and they were rocking out to the Ethiopian music videos that were projected on the main wall (where Bacchanal's stage/dance floor was). And there was a group of young men (possibly just finished with football) at a larger table that were singing along and having a good time. Total, I think there were only 6 tables seated, including ours while we were there. And I think there was only one server, but she did a great job. She noticed an empty water glass and filled it without being asked and checked on us a couple of times. She also really seems to love her job and treated us like she knew us and was happy we were there.
We ordered the veggie sambusa appetizer and two veggie combos and it was a lot of food. We loved it all! The Veggie Sambusa appetizer included 3 triangular fried pastries, stuffed with lentils. They were hot! After they cooled down, we tore them apart with our hands and dipped them in the sauce, which reminded me of salsa. They were pretty good.
The Veggie Combo is served on a large platter and all of the items are on one large injera, which is like a spongy sourdough tortilla/pancake made out of teff (low gluten, in case you're not a glutton for gluten). A basket with 3 additional rolled up injera came with each of our platters. The sour flavor of the injera complements the salty-spicy flavors of the lentils, sweet yellow peas, greens, cabbage and potato, green beans and carrots, and another bean/grain dish(?). It was all so delicious and fun to eat with our hands.
We were very happy to work Gojo into our nightly rotation and for the past 2 months we have eaten here once a week, mostly take out.
Then it happened. There was a dice sized cube of meat in my food. If you eat meat, imagine biting into a cat's paw, cockroach, or a human finger and having to pull it out of your mouth to examine it and then imagine it cooking with the rest of your food, spreading its juices, fat, and flavors. For this vegetarian, that is a show stopper. I couldn't finish my food and didn't plan to keep the leftovers. My stomach felt off the rest of the night. Mr. H had devoured most of his food already, but was likewise hesitant to continue and we ended up dumping the rest of the food. Accidents happen, but for this type of food - stews cooked in separate pots - the thought of there being cross contamination is really gross.
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