Well, I've been back for nearly two weeks now and let me tell you I had some of the worst meals in my life in Tanzania. Of course, I was on a safari for a good chunk of the time so I can't say that food was my primary thought. This might be one of the first times I've returned from an exotic destination and raced out for American classics like burgers, pizza, fries and the like.
We started off in Arusha for a day or so, but we were so exhausted from the 30+ hours of air travel (Chicago -> Frankfort -> Khartoum, Sudan -> Addis Ababa -> Arusha, Tanzania -- frequent flyer miles, although the stop in Khartoum was just for UN personnel and refueling) that we never left our hotel. Of course, we were also staying a fair distance from restaurants.
On safari, they certainly feed you a lot at the various camps/lodges - three large meals per day. Unfortunately, most of the food was pretty bad. Breakfasts were westernized, and that was generally a decent meal, even if egg cooking is not quite up to par. Breads were generally not so great either. But bigger problems typically occurred at lunches and dinners - vegetables cooked until mushy and disgusting looking although occasionally just barely cooked, which was almost as bad; meats tough and terribly overcooked; salt and pepper seemed almost unheard of. I mean, I don't think they put even a grain of salt on anything. At our lodge in Arusha, we were given a preview of the issues by the owners of the lodge, a German couple who sat down with us for breakfast and laughed about their attempts to have Tanzanians try Western food.
That being said, we were often served meat stews and with a little salt and pepper, you noticed that some of the sauces were really terrific. These were usually curries but in the African sense, similar to what I've enjoyed in the Caribbean-West Indies, so not quite Indian . . . in fact, as if you combined an Indian curry and jerk seasoning. So I was often able to enjoy a lunch/dinner of one of these sauces and rice. I could stomach some of the overcooked and tough meats, but the vegetables were beyond awful. And soups were generally so thin (watery, not creamy) and unseasoned that there was little opportunity to rescue them (I would have needed to heat and condense).
Occasionally your camp/lodge would set you up with a box breakfast or lunch, thus allowing you to maximize game viewing. One day I was given a breakfast box that was full of ants. No problem - I had two pieces of buttered bread wrapped in plastic wrap. About halfway through eating a slice, I noticed that in fact there were probably a hundred ants inside the wrapped bread. I stopped eating and felt sick for the next hour (mentally, not physically) . . . I guess I viewed this differently than the ant egg omelet I enjoyed a couple of years ago in Chiang Mai. I can laugh about this all now.
After each full day of game viewing, we'd return to our camp/lodge for cocktails before dinner. Some of our favorite beverages:

One of the local beers

The main local spirit, similar to gin

Occasionally, just a Diet Coke
After cocktails was dinner. A couple of places we stayed served some terrific meals. At
Dunia Camp in the Serengeti, they served dinner to their 16 daily occupants (only 8 tents) at this lovely communal dinner table:

One of the nights there, they served ossu bucco which was very good, particularly the sauce which was easily the best version of the Tanzanian curry sauce I tasted. I didn't get any good pictures (too dark) and I didn't want to ruin the mood with my flash.
My favorite spot though was
Gibb's Farm, in Karatu not too far from the Ngorongoro Crater. It was high up in the hills and the scene of an amazing organic farm and coffee plantation producing Arabica coffee beans (roasted on premises too). We were given a tour of the farm shortly after our arrival, and the farm offered just about every fruit, herb and vegetable you could imagine.

Until then, I had actually never seen artichokes growing:

ArtichokesPlenty of coffee growing too:

Coffee tree in top picture; our farm guide holding coffee beans and leaves from the treeA lot of bananas growing:

Though our one dinner on the farm was nothing to glow about, our lunch was spectacular. It was served buffet style and might have showcased every fruit and vegetable grown on the farm. This was the buffet that would totally change your opinion of buffets. Here are just some of the offerings:
Various salads
Various quiches and savory pastries
An amazing beef-African curry stew
A terrific pasta with a lighter curry seasoning
Rhubarb cake for dessert - fantasticAll in all, a really fantastic lunch. There was also plenty of fresh fruit (amazing pineapples, bananas, mangoes and passion fruit). I'd say the pineapples I had in Tanzania were the best I've ever tasted . . . better than Hawaiian . . . but mangoes, bananas and passion fruit were always outstanding too.
Some other photos - in the first one, a local butcher (and young kid) seemingly not pleased with my photography skills, but that's okay . . . I knew they'd probably overcook the meat. And his butchering skills were not so impressive. Usually, only people that know me chase my with knives in the air:

I'd prefer not to have to ride this bike with the assigned cargo:

I decided not to eat any raw meat on this trip, but I don't think these cheetahs were going to share any Thompson's Gazelle with me anyway:



We were actually lucky enough to watch these cheetahs for a while and followed their hunt and kill. We also spent several days in Zanzibar (even worse than mainland Tanzania food-wise) but I'll cover that in my next post. Overall, I had an absolutely amazing time - best trip of my life - and the people of Tanzania were so friendly and welcoming. I'd highly recommend a safari to anyone. Just don't go in thinking about food.