i hadn't planned on making Mister Falafel my first falafel stop, but as i found in my last post, plans are for suckers.
chris and i are pretty hungry and decided to pop in, after dodging the seven thousand trattorias on 7th avenue. Mister Falafel is a hole in the wall, cheesily decorated joint where you walk in and there is a counter for to go orders. this never stops me when it comes to falafel; i first fell in love with falafel in a similar venue (shout out to sultan's market in wicker park, chicago).
mister falafel's falafel can be summed up as greasy: the little balls are spiced to perfection on the inside, but they are dark, heavy, and too oily on the outside. you can get it with whatever topping you like (i choose a simple hummus, tomato and lettuce) and it is served in a boring, white, cold pita. let's just say that the combination of refined wheat from the pita, and the grease, does not digest so joyfully.
this only makes me more determined to find that perfect falafel! suggestions welcome!
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Go to Mamoun's! It's my favorite in the city, a la Sultan's Market. There is a location on St. Marks between 3rd and 4th Avenues, or near West 4th on MacDougal Street, between 3rd Street & Bleecker. So so yummy, tiny place, and if you like tabbouleh, it's excellent with the falafel as well. =)
Thanks Aviva!
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