The place that dreams (& nightmares) are made of…
So my friends from the UK were visiting me in Egypt.
It was their last night last night and we decided to go to a restaurant that i’ve been wanting to go to for a while now. The place is called carnivore… And believe me it lives up to it’s name!
The place is African themed, think Kenya decor etc…
It works on a 3 course set menu, the starter was carrot and mint soup which was quite nice.
I guess this was just to line the stomach from the hell that was to ensue.
A 2 tier lazy suzan was brought out and left on the table. All kinds of dips, tehina, bbq sauce, maasai sauce and so on.
This is when things got good.
The menu for the evening was:
- Chicken wings
- Tandoori chicken
- Roast chicken
- Veal cubes
- Veal leg
All cooked on a huge bbq outside the restaurant. Brought to the table on a Maasai sword, and carved onto the scolding hot earthenware plate.
You have a flag on the table which you leave up if you want the guys to keep coming and lay it down when you would like a break.
We sat for about 3 hours. I left just about able to walk, my throat was getting sore as well.
When i got home my limbs began to tingle and i started to get lower back pain. I’m coughing and have a headache. Needless to say i vomited last night.
The feeling i have is the same as the day after a heavy drinking session.
How can something i love have done this to me?
The pic is of my friend with the turkey.
Just thought i’d share my experience…