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I am still showering off the dirty feeling from walking in this place.
Bring from out of town, we could tell that we were not in the best neighbourhood. As we were driving in....usually, that is the mark of a good place to get vegan eats. They are always in questionable locales. Ooooh, not so.
My mum and I were both a little concerned upon arriving. It seemed a bit dark inside, and we had my toddler nephew with us, but we saw that there was a family with a wee girl playing right inside the door, so that seemed to ease our minds...then we noticed the unlit 'Hookah Lounge' sign...looked back at happy little girl...hmm...well, perhaps that is an old sign. It is not lit...there are families...maybe they occupy the same space as another business...that happens with a lot of vegan-friendly businesses. I was still feeling a bit uneasy, but if my wise-ol-mum is not pulling the plug...I am willing to go for it.
So, we walked towards the door...the music seemed a little loud...happy girl still jumping...hmm...not as many people as it seemed from outside...happy hoppy family...what? THAT is their menu? Where is the pizza? Hummous on a pita is not pizza! It is hummous and pita! I only noted one other 'pizza'...a meat pie, also on a pita...strange...turn to ask mum if she wanted to go, and there is happy girl's dad sitting with a couple of teenagers huffin the hookah. Wow. Missed that one on the way in.
And out we went. It was like a dark little twilight-zone den of weirdness, and in the .2 seconds we were in there, I did not see any pizza on their 8-item white-board menu...obviously, people are NOT coming for the food.
If it were not for happy-jumping girl and family, we would not have ever walked in the place. Who brings their little child to a hookah lounge? Oh, wait, we did.
*Shudder* I feel dirty.
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