My friend drove forty minutes for the shawarma. I thought she was exaggerating until I took my first bite. The pita arrives warm and puffed, bread that tears open and releases steam you did not know you were waiting for.
The shawarma is wrapped tight with pickled turnips, a garlic sauce that stains your fingers, plus tahini drizzled in a pattern that suggests the kitchen cares about presentation. Falafel comes out crisp outside, soft inside.
The hummus is smooth in a way that tells you someone has been making it the same way for decades. Seating is limited…