Saturday, nasty, overcast, good eating day. Went to Zankou for the first time, the one on Sunset and Normandie. Had a shwarma sandwich, must have picked the wrong item, what's so special? Dry, I opened it and found a few chunks of chicken and maybe a teaspoon of diced tomato. Asked the woman at the counter if I could have some garlic sauce; she says that'll be 54 cents. The cook hears and asks me to bring the sandwich back to him. Speaks something to co worker and makes me a new sandwich lathered in this white stuff. Back to table and take a few bites, garlicy, but not tasty. White stuff is like mashed boiled garlic cloves mixed with crisco. Took my soda, walked out, and my LA Times and I went to a great little place at Gower & Sunset.
So, what's with Zankou, am I 10 years behind, what don't I get?
I know I shouldn't compare, but when I've had this in NYC, they always slice it fresh right off those rotating meat wheels. Moist, tender, and flavorful.