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Calvin ate Doro Tibs last night at the Ethiopian place. The first bite, he chewed, and said "I want some more chi--" and pulled it out his mouth, making that "what is this unpleasant sensation on my tongue?" face that toddlers make when first exposed to chilis. Then he drank a lot of water and asked for more. He pulled the second piece out of his mouth, said "It's hot!" then popped it back in and ate it.
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In short, eating at the Ethiopian restaurant is like Soldier of Fortune Magazine in a convenient culinary format. And I love it.