Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Shawarma Andalos
527 West Hunt Club Rd.
May 16th, 2006
Shawarma 2/5
Mesa 2/5
Experience 2/5
Take a standard, suburban Burger King and cut its counter in half. Leave one side a burger-joint. For the other side, put in a shawarmarie. This paradox is Andalos on Hunt Club.
I was there just before the lunch crowd. The forecast had called for rain in the afternoon and for the rest of the week. But it was still sunny and it would have been a shame to eat inside. There was a BK table or two outside that I was able to walk over to. There I was eating my shawarma in a sprawling suburban parking lot, a paradox indeed.
The mixed platter was an appropriate size. Most places pile on so much food that not even the hungriest growl can match it all. This platter was more reasonable. The beef was fine, but far from special. The chicken was bland and far too dry. Are the same cooks that flip the burgers in charge of my shawarma?
The potatoes were fine enough, but the rice was perfunctory. The salad was actually quite good with lots of colourfully ripe tomatoes. The humous and garlic sauce were not as good as you can get elsewhere.
Other than the usual dishes, they didn’t offer much. I was able to get some dolmas. They were limp and sad. They were far too oily, and lacked any fresh flavour at all. It was definitely something that could be improved upon.
Soon the lunch crowd was there in force. People stormed to the two counters in packs of three or four. Some chose the basic burgers, but many opted for the more exotic Andalos. I suppose that that is the strength of this paradox; coming here is fine by everyone. If you want a better burger go elsewhere. If you want better Lebanese, go to another shawarmarie. But if you’re with a group of people who want a bit of both, then I guess this is your spot.
May 16th, 2006
Shawarma 2/5
Mesa 2/5
Experience 2/5
Take a standard, suburban Burger King and cut its counter in half. Leave one side a burger-joint. For the other side, put in a shawarmarie. This paradox is Andalos on Hunt Club.
I was there just before the lunch crowd. The forecast had called for rain in the afternoon and for the rest of the week. But it was still sunny and it would have been a shame to eat inside. There was a BK table or two outside that I was able to walk over to. There I was eating my shawarma in a sprawling suburban parking lot, a paradox indeed.
The mixed platter was an appropriate size. Most places pile on so much food that not even the hungriest growl can match it all. This platter was more reasonable. The beef was fine, but far from special. The chicken was bland and far too dry. Are the same cooks that flip the burgers in charge of my shawarma?
The potatoes were fine enough, but the rice was perfunctory. The salad was actually quite good with lots of colourfully ripe tomatoes. The humous and garlic sauce were not as good as you can get elsewhere.
Other than the usual dishes, they didn’t offer much. I was able to get some dolmas. They were limp and sad. They were far too oily, and lacked any fresh flavour at all. It was definitely something that could be improved upon.
Soon the lunch crowd was there in force. People stormed to the two counters in packs of three or four. Some chose the basic burgers, but many opted for the more exotic Andalos. I suppose that that is the strength of this paradox; coming here is fine by everyone. If you want a better burger go elsewhere. If you want better Lebanese, go to another shawarmarie. But if you’re with a group of people who want a bit of both, then I guess this is your spot.
# posted by Ottawa shawarma @ 10:28 AM 
