No where near as scary as Midnight Express, the 70's film(with amazing Giorgio Moroder soundtrack) that details the horrible ordeal of an American accused of dope smuggling and sentenced to a Turkish prison. Honestly, the Marc's ten feet away is a more fair representation of a Turkish prison. And you couldn't order wings in Midnight Express. Yeah, I ordered wings. Not a huge fan of this ethnic food, but wife loves Aladdin(grounds for divorce). I liked that I could order a beef shawarma(something I've never tried till today) and a disgustingly American dish like wings. I definitely never want to go full Middle Eastern. I want a hint of it with something else to satisfy my stupid Ohio palate.
Wings were great, shawarma was very exotic tasting. Hints of cardamom and cinnamon. She had falafel. Order was cheap, quick and did not require me killing handfuls of Turkish prison guards to acquire. A welcome addition to the area.