Last night, after an invigorating hour spent growling at riot pigs by the Federal Building, I learned where the finest falafel sandwich in the land is made. Already I knew where to find the finest foul, some lively potatoes, divine jallab, rather fine hummous, baba ghanouj and fattoush. The falafel, and all of the other dishes, are those made by the artfully and frenetically dodging Mexican guys at Sunnin. (Well, the large Lebanese fellow makes the salads. I am myself a bit of a Salad Specialist.)
The falafel sandwich is not made by stuffing pita halves; it's made by rolling thin pita around a filling of lettuce (correct me on this--the green may be something other), good tomatoes, piquant tahini sauce, perfect falafel balls and, most important, crunchy beet pickles that add welcome sourness.
All competitors must bow to the hyper-falafel.
Sunnin Lebanese Cafe
1779 Westwood Blvd, LA (north of Santa Monica Blvd.)
Phone: (310) 477-2358