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Goes down easy: a rotating biweekly column about drinking
Living in Washington, D.C. for four years and never sampling its Ethiopian food and drink is like living in New York and never having a knish, or calling yourself a native of Kansas City without ever tasting the barbecue. It stinks of laziness, timidity orshy;—worse—plain naiveté.