Africa's only Canadian themed restaurant is run by an Ethiopian called Lily. That's where the surrealness begins. Apparently (and it's not entirely clear) she was living in Canada but missed Ethiopia so returned home, her father bought her a basement and she opened Oh! Canada! but quickly found herself missing her adopted homeland.
I dropped by a few days ago but she'd randomly decided to close for two days.
Today I finally managed to get a look at the place. Lily wasn't around but there was a very friendly Ethiopian guy behind the counter. Aside from Lily's father wandering past at one point looking a bit depressed, it was just me and him the whole time.
A picture on the wall displays a Maple Leaf but aside from that and the fact that poutine is on the rather limited menu (they had the full range of Ethiopian staples (I didn't come to Canada for injera!) and the poutine but not much else) it could be anywhere in Addis Ababa. (Unavailable) Pizza is on the menu with some vaguely amusing names. Avril Lavigne is a Margaherita whilst Celine Dion is chicken and spinach.
It's a real shame when an idea like this doesn't work but on the other hand, knowing Addis Ababans (and you surely do Lily, I've only been here a week) WHY would you open something so obviously out of their comfort zone? Why not just relaunch as an upmarket Ethiopian and let Canada go? I miss Australia. I know exactly how you feel but I wouldn't bother opening a takeaway serving deep fried possum or broiled Koala in the middle of County Durham.