Shawarma spot located a falafel's throw from the U of T gates. Usually infested with snot-nosed undergrads trying to sponge up last night's hangover with the therapy only rotisserie meat can provide. I've had the falafel here and it's well-priced, quickly-made, and filling -- but nothing special compared to the other options in this city (of which there are a megatonne). On the menu are shawarma plates, veggie plates, falafel and shawarma on a pita, and salads. You can also get roast potatoes, tabouleh and hummus. Good morning after medicine if you spent the evening getting Jager-bombed with the waterpolo team.
Obligatory Title Pun: Nothing NOUSH-worthy.
Menu Readability: Actually their obligatory bad photos of shawarma aren't that bad.
Need to mention: They take credit, but not debit. Did you get that?
What this place teaches me about myself: Is it just me or are university kids getting younger every year? Lousy punks.