A lemon candy at the place where I get my haircut, which I swallowed in one gulp but managed to avoid choking on. This was a good way to end the week. We had Ethiopian at Lalibela and then tried to go home but had trouble flagging down a ride from a car sharing service, so we ended up at a bar and ventured out on the patio now that it was finally comfortable enough to socialize outside, and we ran into someone we knew who told us about the drama related to an inheritance. “The real sticking point,” he said, “was the timeshare.”
(Photo: Kalorama, Washington, D.C.)
365 Days of Food 