It's definitely thirsty country here, but I think RK was thinking of a place where a man could have as many beers as he wanted without fear of social pressure, which is definitely not Kabul.

I had an interesting experience today, trying to explain Canadian cuisine to an Afghan general, one of the people our office mentors. We were having a working lunch, and he asked me what was the typical food of Canada, and I was caught at a loss. Then I tried to explain poutine. I first encountered poutine in 1985, when I was studying in Quebec, and I had a hard time believing that such a thing existed, so imagine me trying to convey the concept through a translator into Dari.