This week, I came down with a bit of a cold—kind of a bummer
when you’re abroad. My voice was hoarse,
so I decided to seek out restaurants with some soup choices. I walked to Downtown Restaurant for dinner
and perused their menu. Cream of
chicken—I don’t get why this exists; Cream of mushroom—too creamy;
Minestrone—maybe; Vegetable soup—had it for lunch; French onion soup—PERFECT. I could already taste that dark, rich, sweet
broth and feel it soothing my throat.
Next to chicken tortilla and hot & sour soup, French onion is my
go-to when fighting a cold. I ordered
some tea and read my book as I waited, which is always quite a while in Addis
restaurants. Finally, I saw the waiter
headed towards my table, and this is what he set in front of me:
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| "French Onion Soup" |
I almost laughed out loud.
At first I thought it was cream of chicken or mushroom with some onion
rings for garnish, but it’s actually a bowl of onion rings suspended in a
(slightly) thinner version of béchamel sauce.
Although it wasn’t what I was expecting, it was delicious.
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