Last Thursday, a friend and I wanted to go see some Fringe festival plays. We decided to each make a list of the top 3 plays we wanted to see and debate the whole thing over dinner at Rumi Express which neither of us had been to. Totally worth it, dudes.
I got there early and was famished, so I ordered some hummus and a basil lemonade while I waited. The hummus was creamy and just right - not too much tahini, nicely oily and sprinkled with paprika, accompanied with a whole (uncut) pita which is good cause it's fun to tear chunks.
But yeah, the lemonade was the clincher - clear and refreshing and the basil totally works. When Catherine showed up, she had a sip and said: "Ca vaut le détour!" - so yeah, at the very least, the lemonade's worth the trip.
For my main dish. I felt nostalgic so I ordered a foul platter. Foul is a traditional middle-eastern breakfast that my grandma makes. And while this one certainly doesn't hold up to grandmaman's, it was still very decent - with well-seasoned fava beans in a light, lemony, cumin sauce with accompaniements of pickle slices, mint leaves (mine were kinda wilted unfortunately) and a chunk of mushy flat bread.
It was a generous, totally gratifying helping but yeah, the lemonade was definitely the clincher!