In Summary
  • We finally came across a restaurant that was open and while I couldn’t make much of it from the outside, I followed my friend in.
  • Turned out this spot was called Alberries, and the tables downstairs were very closely packed yet we wanted to have somewhat intimate conversation.

I was passing through Migori about a week ago and checked into one of those budget hotels that cost Sh1,500 per night.

Because I was only booked for bed and breakfast at this hotel, I decided to call up an old friend whom I know to live in the town, to meet me for dinner.

I didn’t want anything fancy… the plan was simply to stroll along the main road until I chanced upon a restaurant.

It was around 8:30pm and most places were surprisingly already closed. We finally came across a restaurant that was open and while I couldn’t make much of it from the outside, I followed my friend in. Turned out this spot was called Alberries, and the tables downstairs were very closely packed yet we wanted to have a somewhat intimate conversation.

We therefore took the stairs up and this space was so dark you would think it was specifically meant to serve wives or husbands who had extra wives or husbands that their main wife or husband was never to find out about.

The ceiling was also slanted and really low at the centre of the room and even at 5’7, I had to crouch just to get to our table.

NO MENU

A waitress informed us that there was no menu and she would instead be telling us the specials. They serve local dishes and we both ordered fish, but she came back about 10 minutes later to say there was only one left, so my friend – because I was dead set on eating fish – changed his order to fried liver.

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