And yes, all Mzoli's serves is meat. And some fresh salsa with something called pup...which they described to me as "maizemeal" (cornmeal) but it was grits.
No silverware, no plates, no napkins. We walked about 5 houses down the road and bought all of our drinks out of some super shifty guy's refrigerator.
Basically, the ultimate experience. And if anyone is feeling the urge to pop by for a visit in the next 3 1/2 months, this will definitely be a stop that makes my list of things to do.
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