I meant to write this post a year ago. Yup. A year ago. Well, almost. I don't know why I never got around to it, but I'm planning a presentation about my Peace Corps experience, which got me curious about my blog. Turns out, more people are reading it than ever. Weird, right?
Anyway, so a year ago my then-boyfriend-now-fiance and I took a trip to NYC and stopped by a Senegalese
restaurant in Brooklyn. No one knew Pulaar, but I managed a "jere jeff" or two.
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Domoda!!!!! |
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Attaya? Yes. Yes it is. |
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Batik tablecloths! |
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This is probably one of the two times I have ever gotten to wear that necklace in public. |
Turns out my fiance likes domoda (but then again, who wouldn't?!) so we tried making it at home, with tasty results.
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