Not just because there’s an awesome Ethiopian restaurant by me.
Also because I want to support black-owned businesses.
I want to put my money where it can do good and promote diversity.
I’ve donated to the ACLU.
I’m sure there’s many other worthy non-profits I could donate to.
But going to eat Ethiopian takes care of two birds with one stone: I get tasty food AND I support a business owned by an African-American family.
I ate Ethiopian not long ago with my friend Austin who has since passed away.
I’ll never forget it took us 45 minutes to order our food because we were so busy talking.
And I was so busy staring into his eyes.
God, was he gorgeous.
Such a tragedy his life ended by suicide.
I’ll never go to that restaurant ever again without thinking of him and remembering how ALIVE I felt when I was with him.
Or listen to the Dave Matthew’s Band play “Crash Into Me” without getting teary-eyed.
I’ll show my world to you. . .