I love falafels. In NYC, I’ve had to chance to sample many falafel vendors, some famous, others fame-worthy. Living in Manhattan has given me my first opportunity to eat falafels on a regular basis, and I couldn’t be more grateful. I’ve had them in a falafel sandwich in a pita and on a plate with salad and a la carte. All bring me much happiness.
I love falafel sandwiches for the same reason I love burritos – they’re multifarious food bliss compacted into human-functional form. Leave your utensils and your silverware at home; to enjoy you need only your hands and an appetite. Forget digging around your plate for food. This isn’t a discretionary exercise – the only way to eat is to consume whole.
But I like the rice, salsa, and cheese fillers of burritos more than I like the lettuce, tomato, onion, taziki of falafels. Forgive my blaspheme, but let me have a falafel, rice, onion, and cheese burrito. I won’t be able to control my gratefulness. But have I gone too far?
ROFLAFELS
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I love falafels. In NYC, I’ve had to chance to sample many falafel vendors, some famous, others fame-worthy. Living in Manhattan has given me my first opportunity to eat falafels on a regular basis, and I couldn’t be more grateful. I’ve had them in a falafel sandwich in a pita and on a plate with salad and a la carte. All bring me much happiness.
I love falafel sandwiches for the same reason I love burritos – they’re multifarious food bliss compacted into human-functional form. Leave your utensils and your silverware at home; to enjoy you need only your hands and an appetite. Forget digging around your plate for food. This isn’t a discretionary exercise – the only way to eat is to consume whole.
But I like the rice, salsa, and cheese fillers of burritos more than I like the lettuce, tomato, onion, taziki of falafels. Forgive my blaspheme, but let me have a falafel, rice, onion, and cheese burrito. I won’t be able to control my gratefulness. But have I gone too far?