Double Date

How a Date Goes Wrong in the Capital

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So back in 2010, I take a girl to Java House in the capital, Nairobi. Good date. Good food. Great ambiance — though a bit higher than my pre-approved budget (I run a small unemployment gig). But I pull my socks and pay the bill anyway.

After seeing her off, I feel some enduring hunger pangs — Java House serves some crazy small portions, quality over quantity. And so I decided to…