Guilty as charged.

I just made a huge mistake.

So from Samarqand I brought back some bread for both Masturaba and my co-workers. Given we have clients coming in tomorrow, I started cleaning up a little. I figured after being out for 2 days, the bread would spoil, and it wouldn't look nice being out.

I threw it away and the whole office jumped. Basically, you cannot throw bread away here, it's considered incredibly precious. It's almost akin to killing someone. They have great respect for bread. It is served at the beginning of every meal, and during the war people were desperate and begging for just a piece of bread. I genuinely committed a really big offense. I told them to please tell me these types of things, b/c I don't want to make any big mistakes while I am here.

So last night I went to Caravan with Tri, from Ilkhom theater. We sat on the tapchang outside and had Uzbek food. While I was there I also checked out the restaurant next door, Izumi. A stunningly modern Japanese place that made you feel like you were in NY rather than Tashkent.