Meskerem


Yesterday after visiting the gardens, we went to the Ethiopian restaurant Meskerem on South Grand. There we enjoyed its excellent and authentic traditional Ethiopian cuisine. This restaurant is named after the first month of the Ethiopian calendar. It is the most favored month in Ethiopia because it ends the three month long rainy season and begins a new year marked by sunny and pleasant weather. Meskerem is a symbol of new beginning, new life, joy and renewal of hope for all people. 

Anne ordered their Yebege Alecha Wat. Tender pieces of lamb marinated with Ethiopian spiced butter then sautéed with ginger, garlic, and curry. I had Tibs N’ Quosta, sautéed beef mixed with Quosta (spinach slowly simmered with onions, garlic, ginger, and tomatoes), onions and green peppers. Both dishes were served on two-foot diameter plates, lined with injera, a sour fermented pancake-like flatbread with a slightly spongy texture, made with teff flour.

Anne also ordered a spiced tea, and I had their Ethiopian coffee, which was served with burning incense. We have experience with Ethiopian coffee from our Team Kaldi’s days. Kaldi was the legendary Ethiopian shepherd who first discovered coffee, when he noticed that goats who ate the berries from this one plant were energized and began prancing and dancing up the mountainside.

Traditionally, Ethiopia was Christian as the pictured iconography implies, with Judo-Christian ties dating back to Solomon and the Queen of Sheba. Ethiopia is still home to many ancient Christian sites. We found our brief afternoon visit with their culture delightful and look forward to returning. 

Good Scents, Bad Scents, Non-Scents

2026 Orchid Show

A week ago, Saturday the big snow fell. For the following week, we froze. For that intervening week, we also got no mail. So much for, “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” Today, the mercury finally climbed above freezing for the first time since the snow fell and we took advantage of that thaw and got out of the house for something more than mere survival mode. We went to the garden, and I was pleased to find that the orchid show had begun. Anne easily won the competition for the best flower porn shot for the day. After the show, we walked around the garden, where snow covered everything. Next for lunch, we headed to South Grand and dined on Ethiopian cuisine. Lunch was quite something and is deserving of its own blog post, tomorrow.

Beaked Yucca

Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

Tutankhamun’s Chariot

This morning, as I began working on today’s post, I started by first pawing through my extensive media archive, eighteen years’ worth. Below, I quickly found the lyrics from the old negro spiritual, Swing Low, Sweet Chariot, inscribed upon a plank of rough-cut wood. It is from the STL Jazz Museum. That discovery and today beginning Black History month was all that it took.

Swing Low Sweet Chariot Lyrics

The Slammer painting pictured below, has always been one of my favorites and it is usually on display. I added the King Tut chariot picture, not that it is strictly biblical, but because it is a more arresting image than faded lyrics. And of course, the Soundcloud rendition of the song, to get this month swinging. 

Swing Low, Sweet Chariot by John McCrady, 1937