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Shwarma conclusion

Sorry for the delay, I have been on the move these last few weeks.

I went to Maoz shwarma for the final leg of my great shwarma challenge and I ordered the standard lafa (is there really anything else?). I had it prepared the way I like it, with hummus, fries, pickles, tichina and a touch of charif. The meat is flavored in a special way – not spicy, but in no way bland – and it is cooked to perfection (and as all good shwarma lovers know, it is best to get at the end of the day, when the meat is blackened from cooking for hours). The chips (fries) are not greasy at all. I ate the shwarma slow and did my best to savor every bite, it was delicious.

I have tried them all and Maoz is king. While in Israel I asked around – cabbies, bus drivers, locals (only native Hebrew speakers obviously) and I was surprised to find that they all know about Maoz and they all love it. There are no gimmicks at Maoz (and also very few Americans). Maoz is a serious place for people who love shwarma and expect the best – no games, no fried onions, no ketchup, no napkins – just real shwarma (a little slice of heaven if you ask me).

Maoz is on King George Street in Jerusalem, easy to find and you can talk most bus drivers into dropping you off right in front. If you want my expert opinion, Moaz is the perfect shwarma – I have not found better.

Unfortunately, I overdid it and OSed (over shwarma-ed). All good shwarmas stay with you for a day or too (no, there is no such thing as a “health” shwarma – the concept is oxymoronic) and after one shwarma too many I nearly did myself in. Friday night, the day after my Maoz shwarma, I found myself in incredible pain and running franticly through the streets of the Old City. I spent most of the night with chills and a fever and my eyes watered, but I survived.

I would have taken a break from shwarma, but I have a big mouth and there too many people who want to eat shwarma with me. Two nights after my OS near death experience I was talked into going back for another shwarma. Two of my students actually fought for the right to pay for me (Julia asked first, so I gave her the honors). I went with a group of about 15 to Maoz and we all ordered shwarmas (one person ordered a falafel – I was embarrassed for her and told her so). I was afraid to order a full shwarma (because of the Friday night OS fiasco) so I did the unthinkable and got a half lafa. I was pleasantly surprised – it was all the joys of a full shwarma without the pain.

I am back in Boston and now that I have silenced the beginner-shwarma-upstarts, I can finally take a much needed break and let my body recover.

Special thanks goes again to Julia for paying for my second Maoz shwarma. Also thanks to Julie – although she didn’t get to buy my shwarma, her heart was in the right place.

June 26th, 2006 General, Shwarma

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