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| - So my pal and I went around 6:30pm this evening for what I think was the second day open. It was half empty, does not bode well for an establishment which has just opened after a lengthy implementation, has had a BlogTO review written about it, and a fair amount of other press. I myself was JACKED up about it. A falafel place in my residential area which isn't Nora?! Fantastic.
First issue: they were out of falafel. Also out of tabouli. Took me a while to become aware of this fact, because my friend and I STOOD AT THE COUNTER, literally in front of the unsmiling, visibly tense staff, for over five minutes before someone noticed we were there and wanted to order. I assumed one of the food preppers who had pink hair would have a vibrant, engaging personality to match, but I was proven otherwise. I had made eye contact with several of the staff, including two men who were doing nothing, standing behind a prep counter. Our ire rose, and we quietly debated going somewhere else for dinner, before finally being acknowledged by a woman who was nearly as apathetic as she was curt. We also heard the staff mention that they were there for extended periods of time already - and I just thought yeah, that's what working at a new restaurant entails.
So I ordered the Egyptian with chicken as my protein choice and the Moroccan with "steak". To call the steak "steak" is a slap in the face to all the cows who toil diligently to provide us with steak. It's something else - something that isn't steak. Maybe ground meat? Hard to tell. The flavours weren't anything special, and certainly not worth nearly $10 for two small half-pitas. Was the meat supposed to be hot? I was too short to see beyond the counter, but my friend insisted there were heat lamps. Maybe it was cold because AFTER they placed my meal on the counter, I paid for it (though I was not directed on when to do so). I could have been given the option to pay well before being served. The process clearly has some flaws. Anyway.
If you're going to charge that much for that size of anything, you'd better really bring on the service and ambiance. Just because you're a potential contender against the establishments in and around Burger Corner doesn't mean you can charge outrageous prices. Also, not once were we asked how our dinner was, or to enjoy our food, or to come back soon, or to say something nice on Yelp -- nothin'.
I'm not a "big" girl, but not lithe or willowy either. I've "got dat ass" as my significant other has mentioned. I will not be visiting this establishment again in the hopes of maintaining this voluptuous temple. We went to trusty ol' Banh Mi Boys immediately after, where my dining partner inhaled two steamed bao. He will also be posting his Yelp review this evening and I assume it will be written in a similar vein. I've posted pictures of the two diminutive pitas, and also an action shot of my friend enjoying the second part of his dinner, which was infinitely more satisfying than the first.
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