Two wild and crazy guys...

My old friend (some would say twin brother) Phil , whom I've known since first grade, flew in from Boston Tuesday for some Ethiopian food and catching up. He was first to remark that we were dressed nearly exactly alike - chinos, polo shirts, brown belts, and similar watches. Back in my hometown, people always said we were two peas in a pod, and would often mistake us for each other...

We chatted a bit over a beer at home and went to Meskerem for dinner in Adams Morgan. The tibbs (beef & lamb) were outstanding with just the right amount of spice, and the bottle of tej (fermented honey wine) was a perfect balance of sweet and dry.

After dinner we dropped by Madam's Organ for some more conversation and some Delta Blues.

Since he was flying out the next day, we made the most of the time we had, staying up until 5:00, talking about our hopes and dreams for the coming years, remembering the friends and events of our shared youth, and musing about possible exploits in alternate universes. In short, we picked up exactly where we left off. It was great to see him again and take advantage of the time together before our adventure to Africa begins - who knows when we'll meet up.