When I was going through Dubai, there was a guy from Houston running a Tex-Mex restaurant. After we found him, we brought in Texas memorabilia and he gave us food and beer.
Just above Sana’a in Yemen there is a small place that advertises itself to be a restaurant. We called it the Petroleum Club. Its owner was a Yemeni who had lived in New Jersey for 15 years. He served the cheapest and biggest shrimp I have ever had. The tails we threw over our shoulders for the cats to eat. There must’ve been a couple of dozen. Don’t go to the restroom - drive off the road a few miles.
Further up the mountain there was a chicken farm. Expats bought chickenshit in 50 pound bags for garden fertilizer. The owner spoke better English than many of our HS graduates. He had worked in Lansing, MI for Ford for many years and went back to Yemen to retire.
This world is getting smaller and smaller.
Pancho Villa's in the Astoria Hotel. I have fond memories of that place. The food is pretty good too!