the story

“I found a dream, that I could speak to. A dream that I can call my own.”

At Last, a song by legendary Etta James
305 Karafuu is not built on a dream so much as the bricks of a million tiny details. It’s not just about
finding the choicest cuts of meat, the freshest fish and finest vegetables—cooked to perfection by
one of the best chefs in Dar. I also want my customers to feel comfortable and at home. Or, better
yet, as if they are visiting a close friend who loves to entertain. Because I love to entertain! and this
is my home.

If you’re reading this, chances are that you’re sitting in what still serves as my garage. If you didn’t
notice, it’s probably because of those carefully selected details. I painted the walls, designed the
rustic furniture, made sure everything fit together and looked just right—the type of place I’d be
proud to welcome family and friends.

No detail is too small that it can’t be experimented with, from the spices in our food to the
hand-crafted lighting. It’s not about dreaming. It’s about doing. It’s about pursuing your interests
and passions. It’s about sharing the best things in life with good friends, old and new. And who
could dream of anything better?