Real Men Knit

Tambarat’s father (who Tambarat kindly refers to as the “dictator man”) couldn’t wait to impress me with his knitting prowess. Reluctantly I handed over the needles and sent a prayer Heavenward that he wouldn’t undo 5 months of work. I can knit, but I’m not good with the whole knitting-disaster-recovery-process. Much to my amazement (and relief), he did know what he was talking about. Someday, when I’m huddled under my hand-knit blanket, I can gaze at row #302 and fondly recall that real men (at least Ethiopian ones) can knit!