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Ethiopian Injera Broke My Rules About Eating

The first time someone put injera in front of me, I froze. A giant spongy pancake on the table, no forks, no knives. Just hands. I tore off a piece, scooped up the stew, and realized—this wasn’t “messy.” It was communal. Everyone dipping, sharing, laughing. The food wasn’t divided into “my plate” and “your plate.” It was ours. In the U.S., we guard our plates like property. In Ethiopia, food is trust. And honestly? That felt more nourishing than anything else on the table. #EthiopianFood #Injera #FoodForThought