Word: tanzanian
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While there’s an argument to be made for appreciating coffee’s natural flavor, as a utilitarian drinker, I don’t find it too compelling. I know, I know, there’s Jamaican Blue Mountain, there’s Tanzanian peaberry—there are plenty of obscure beans to delight the connoisseur. After all, coffee is an acquired taste. But so is anything, I would imagine, if you work hard enough at acquiring...
...Obama Sr. and his third wife, an American teacher named Ruth Nidesand, whom Obama Sr. met while the two were students at Harvard. Tall and slim like the President, Ndesandjo had avoided any association with the Obama name. For most of his life, he used only his stepfather's Tanzanian surname, Ndesandjo, but he has now added Okoth, a word from the language of his father's Kenyan tribe, the Luo, as well as his original surname, Obama. (See Barack Obama's family tree...
...terms like ‘liberation,’ ‘revolution,’ ‘socialism,’ actually mean to the people—i.e. the masses—who experience them.”Naipaul explores the effects of policies such as Tanzanian dictator Julius Nyerere’s “ujamaa” on the ground. He writes with pitiless, unflinching accuracy and cynicism, never failing to completely evoke the abject poverty and horrors that he witnesses. This relentless honesty earned him accusations of racism in his lifetime and has ensured...
...three weeks since I've been here, though, I've started to appreciate a lot of aspects of the Tanzanian diet. Most notably, the fruit. Turns out bananas in America aren't really bananas—they're poor imitations of what real ndizi, picked from the tree and sold in a village marketplace, are like. My homestay baba grows avocadoes and oranges in the backyard, so we have some with almost every meal. Chapati, which is basically a thin, African version of naan, is delicious (at least until you're forced to consume six of them by your overbearing...
...Tanzanian teaching partners, mostly university students, all have songs from 50 Cent and Ne-Yo on their cell phones. They count down the days until films like Angels and Demons are released at the theater in Arusha. One of the guys carries a not-so-secret torch for Hannah Montana. I never would have expected to be singing along with an Avril Lavigne song while bumping down an African highway, but these little things make up a common language that reaches even to the furthest corners of the world...