So, I might have been slightly wrong about Pita Jungle. Because of the Butterfly Effect, right after the ink on my PJ review dried, my buddy's wife wanted their takeout and since I hadn't been for a while, I thought it was only fair to the Yelp gods that I check my assessment's veracity.
My decision to get the jalapeno and cilantro hummus was heavily influenced by my spritual/culinary guide, Richard Z. He's usually right about two things: My neurotic behaviors that lead me to straight to crestfallonically laced internal disharmony and food.
It was tasty, indeed. And spicy enough to make me smile.
But here's why I'm bumping up the stars...
Our server said the funniest shit:
My friend asked:
How's the tuna melt pizza?
Awesome Server:
It smells terrible.
Friend:
Like Farts?
A.S.:
Like vagina (answers phone)
- Takes order. Puts phone down.
Well, not like my vagina.
Dallas and Friend:
... (staring blankly)
Three Stars!