As we were happily gobbling down a Nepalese dinner last night, my date asked me what the most obscure cuisine I'd ever eaten in New York was.
I couldn't answer. It seemed to me that nothing I've eaten here has been THAT obscure. Eritrean? Doesn't seem that obscure (and I'm now assuming with the Eritreans and the Ethiopians that Eritrean food is really different from Ethiopian -- which in truth is not apparent to someone from New York). Salvadorean? Again, not that obscure. Guatemalan? Nah. Uighur? It'll only be obscure after China completes the genocide.
I really have no idea.