Bon Apetit.

One would think that there's a limit to how much fried chicken and french fries one can eat, especially if both are served at the same time and in exactly the same style every time. I mean, that's a heck of a lot of fried going on for one meal.

There was no limit. At least not when we were staying in Kasama, Zambia--our home base.

We ate at this restaurant--Bon Apetit--every single night we were in Kasama, Zambia.

Dinnertime.

And every single time we went to Bon Apetit, we would order fried chicken and french fries. It was the only safe item on the menu (they also served burgers-but burgers in Africa are kinda questionable).

It was the great for the first couple of times, then not so much. But we would always clean our plates regardless. We only ate two meals a day while we were in Africa, so we were pretty much always starving by the time dinnertime rolled around. So we would sit and we would eat, and we would watch whatever was on the TV--usually the Discovery channel or some older, not-such-a-high-quality English film like Dante's Peak. 

Anyhow, I did figure out halfway through that the owner would replace the french fries with rice if you asked. That's what I did for the rest of the trip, and it is amazing how healthy white rice feels after a couple weeks on a steady diet of french fries.

We were such regulars that the owner would pretty much expect us every night. Honestly, we would tell them if we were going to be gone for the next couple of days on a trip so that they wouldn't expect us. 

At the very end of our trip, right before we got on our bus that would begin the journey back to Tanzania, Sean and I got a picture with the owner of the restaurant. Pretty great.