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| - I walked in and the 3 teens running the place barley knew what was in anything. I asked what was in the vege samosa. One teen boy said "I dont know". So we had to disect it to figure it out. I ordered the beef and chicken shwarama. Both smelled of old man butt or jock strap and tasted the same. The falafel balls are days old. You might as well go to extreme pita and get a real falafel thats days old microwaved up and put inside a pita, instead of using the pita as a wrap (which its not, thats why its called a pita pocket). Anyways, the tabouli was 100% parsli. It wasnt tabouli, it was parsley in a bowl...yuck. Theres nothing great about this pita place, its overpriced and the debit card machine asks for a tip, as if these teens were waiting on me hand and foot for hours to deserve one? THe sauces were non-existent and when asked for some, they tasted as thick as pudding. Not exactly a sauce, more like a topping or jelly. The portions are tiny, and not nearly worth the 10$ for a small. If you must have the best, go to jerusalem shwarma, stay far away from pita grill. Theres extreme pita in a mall near it, just go to that place and save yourself the pain of eating an old mans armpit, which is what the shwarma tasted like. The falafels were days old, bland, no seasoning, and horribly yellow inside flavourless styrofoam. Avoid this place like the plague, at all costs. The baklava made from the same place as all the others is good, they must have ordered it in recently. I'd recommend going to the source if you need baklava, never this pitagrill. The beef shwarma is kept in a cooler outback, next to the caged cats. The chicken is the same spit from 1997 thats been rotating.
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