This new place on 8th Ave took as little care in coming up with a name as they did with preparing the food. Truly generic Middle-Eastern fare with pre-cooked chicken breast skewers and a worker biting his nails before serving you. They really add little to Chelsea's already dismal dining seen. Hummus and baba were lifeless as well.
Next time I'll stick to a Kitchen/Market burrito. They've got some truly tasty Atole there too. Well I actually have nothing to compare it to as I've never had Atole before but I'd say an a delicious roasted corn chowder latte would be my best analogy.