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| - You know, I love sauce. Like in a "I love, love, love sauce" kind of way. But I think I've met my match here. Sammy's takes sauce to an overwhelming extreme of on the sauce-pectation scale. Ordering a "salad" plate of chicken schwarma, I was (almost) taken aback by the relentless out pouring of sauce bottles: tatziki, garlic, and something sweet (perhaps Halifax sauce?), all swimming on my schwarma. Yes, it sounds like too much, but really, it was late night, we were starving, and it was worth it!
And then, as if that wasn't enough, I asked for extra pickles. If sauce was overwhelming, you ain't seen nothing yet,our smiling schwarma slinger seemed to say as he piled mine high with pickles. Be still my beating heart.
Warning: this is one tiny place, with only 4-5 stools. It's everything you'd want in a hole-in-the-wall late night eats kinda place.
*Cash + debit only.
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