The Helmand

(I'm guessing he just ate something hot. The food may not look delicious, but it was.)

After days of waiting and hoping, we finally caught the mouse that has been living in our apartment. To celebrate, we went out on the town.

My favorite thing about living in a city is the wealth of ethnic food options. In our little neighborhood we have Turkey, Nepal, India, Thailand, Ireland, France and Ethiopia represented. Last night we ate at the Helmand, an Afghan restaurant owned by the president of Afghanistan's brother. Legit. Sign of a classy restaurant: real flowers on the table. We had lamb, Afghan raviolis, spinach and rice, flat bread straight out of the oven, samosa-like pastries, and best of all, an appetizer of roasted and sugared pumpkin with yogurt sauce. I love pumpkin, and even I never knew pumpkin could be this delicious.