In Westwood to run some errands this afternoon. In 'N Out was sounding pretty good, but with a huge line, I thought I would give Falafel King a try,
Walked in. Deserted on a Saturday afternoon. Now, I've spent a fair amount of time in the Third World and don't like to think of myself as prissy, but I was a bit taken aback by how grungy the place was. Grossly grungy. But what the hey, maybe that meant authentic.
Chicken kabob took a fair amount of time to cook on grill. Good sign - that usually signifies they are cooking actual chicken, not prefab chicken strip "product." In the meantime, I studied the L.A. Magazine article framed on the wall, touting Falafel King as one of the great food finds in Los Angeles. The article was from 1993 (!) and on the cover of the 14-year old magazine was a picture of a young Arnold Schwarzenegger . Time machine time.
Chicken kabob done. Served with salad and choice of two sides (I took hummus and cucumber and tomato salad). Chicken kabob not good at all. Texture was spongy and taste was not flavorful. Hummus was not as bad as might be expected (how's that for damming with faint praise?) Salad was just a bunch of tired greens on which they had thrown some tahini. Tomato cucumber concoction was also very tired.
Lesson learned - grossly grungy does not signify authentically good, although I guess in theory it could.
Meal so unpleasant that I needed, as one does when one has an unpleasant meal, to wash the taste out of my mouth. Walked over to Green Tea Terrace on Westwood Blvd. and got an iced green latte, half sugared. Hit the spot.
The search for a decent quick kabob in West Los Angeles is becoming so frustrating, I think the next stop will be in my own kitchen. Yes, I will master the art of kabob myself.