Justin N.
Yelp
Walking up to Awash to grab my to-go order, I see the place is packed. A completely full house. Everyone dressed to impress, beautiful suits, gorgeous gowns, amazing hairstyles, fine jewelry. It's a private event, a graduation party, probably 100+ people. And 150 years from now, someone will look at photos of their great great great grandmother's graduation party, and see me, this solo white dude in the background, wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and a Bills cap. Leaning on the bar, bobbing my head, and enjoying the vibe. I'm a part of that family forever, now, and to me, that's special.
When ordering, they told me, "you can get food, but we're closed." I didn't realize that meant the dining room was closed for a private event, but I certainly figured it out. Give me a heads-up next time, and I'll wear something nice. Was it a little awkward weaving between tightly packed tables and guests while in flipflops? A little. Worth it? Absolutely. Because that food was just what I was looking for.
I walked a veggie combo for one out the door that must have weighed 10 lbs. All vegan. An incredible assortment of veggie dishes, all doing their own flavor thing, with a perfect pile of injera, for $20. A complete steal. Everything had a little kick, but I like it that way. I added a side of the hot sauce too, which was no joke. Be warned, go easy. I also snagged the Lentil Sambusas which were perfectly crisp and delicious, and completely unnecessary given the mountain of food I had from the combo.
I absolutely want to come back to dine-in next time. Or maybe I'll just continue to crash random private events. Maybe if I show up to enough celebrations, I'll become an honorary member of the Ethiopian community. And then I can eat this food all the time, which I would gladly do. Nice work, Awash. Call me next time there's a party.