My house guest is new to the area and wanted to meet people. Â Tonight we met up with two of my friends in Philadelphia at Kabul Restaurant for Afghan food. Â Most central Asian food is nearly identical to me and all national dishes seem to consist of rice + meat + 3 non-green vegetables. Â I tried palao which is rice + lamb + raisins, carrots, and pistachios. Â This reminds me of the Uzbek food, palov which is totally different and consists of rice + beef + raisins, carrots, and (wait for it) onions. Â I fully appreciate the idea of “work with what you got” and when your nation is arid and landlocked you’ve got slim pickings. Â Should these nations every have a rise in GDP which will allow the national drink be something besides sand and tears, I hope we can send them Â a Trader Joe’s.
The food was unremarkable and several dishes were returned barely touched to which the waiter said “we’re still going to charge you.” Â I see the Russians were in such a hurry to depart Afghanistan in 1988 that they left their legendary sense of service.