When I asked the cook what the delicious concoction he put on my chicken was, he shyly smiled. After all it had to be some ancient Masai or family recipe or something. “No”, he said with the Swahili English accent, “I just call it chicken”.
This was definitely some of the best I just call it chicken I have had since Thailand. It was a little spicy, a little sweet, and the vegies were cooked al dente. I hope there is more of this coming my way.
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