Hm. Dinner tonight was supposed to be fascinating as we were to try Ghana food over in Roppongi. I must have just ordered wrongly because I managed one bite before I spit it up. It was embarrasing but it was slimy and tasted like burning plastic smells. It was a kind of spinach goo, which I assumed I’d like since spinich is quite yum. I’m sure there is some other food which is decent of the nationality, but I don’t see how I can erase this memory enough to dare it. E’s chicken was okay though so it’s just my poor choice I suppose. <sigh>