When I was in college Mamoun's seemed like the greatest thing on earth: two bucks for a huge, filling falafel sandwich. Now, six years later, I'm taken aback at how not great Mamoun's is. The sandwich I got last week was a thin, dry pita filled with iceberg lettuce, pale and tasteless chopped tomatoes, strong white onions, overly salty falafel, and a tablespoon or two of watery tahini. After eating half, I probably would have thrown out the rest if SYB hadn't finished it for me.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
This is not Proust's madeleine
Labels:
Eating Out,
Middle Eastern,
New York City
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