"Oh, our happy hour starts later because Wednesdays are hip hop night." Well, OK then. It was a weird experience at Mijana, but I thought the food was first rate.
I started with Lebanese beer named Alamaza. It was a refreshing pilsner like a Heineken or a Carlsberg.
Fresh baked pita are served to the table with zatar, a dried herb and oil dipping sauce. The pita had that homemade softness and yeasty flavor. It wasn't chewy or sweet like store bought. The zatar had a subtle flavor but a lot of aroma, smells that reminded me of my trips to the Middle East.
Hold off on pita refills because more come with dinner. We ordered the shawarma combo for two, except it may as well have been a shawarma combo for 8. It came on a big platter with hummus, rice, and a lightly dressed salad. We had leftovers for days. (I wish there was more hummus... we actually finished that.) The chicken was better than the beef, which was a little tough. Both were flavorful. The rice had a light seasoning, but didn't overwhelm the meat.
Service was slow, but not inordinately slow. Without any complaining, they comp'd us a free slice of chocolate cake.
The place has a large bar on one end, a stage on the other, and about as many tables and chairs as you can fit in between, all in neatly arranged rows. It seems like they use it for receptions because they do. They also have a night dedicated to salsa dancing, one for salsa dancing, and I'm forgetting one or two others. They also have belly dancers on some nights... there's a lot going on at Mijana.