Our neighborhood is heavily Middle Eastern, all flavors, so we have lots of restaurants to choose from. A half-block away is a 24-hour Syrian restaurant. Since we’re night people, we often stop by there when we get home from a late movie, or get take out. It’s very popular with cab drivers and cops.
Whatever meat we get always comes with Basmati rice, and since I have a weird liking for rice and hummus (that is, I dip my spoon into the hummous, then into the rice), we get the large order of hummous. For meat we’ll each order different things then split whatever it is between us. Lamb shank and Shish kabob (spiced, grilled lamb chunks) are are current favorites. The meal alwys comes with pita bread and whatever soup they have for the day (potato or white bean most often).
I can’t really say how it’s all cooked, but it sure is delicious. That particular restaurant doesn’t have especially good Falafel, so we never get it, though we love it. Falafel is very similar to hush puppies, only with more spices. Made correctly and served fresh, they’re little balls of heaven.
I love Baba ganoush too, but my favorite type of salad is Tabouli, with “bulgur, lemon juice, tomato, mint, parsley and other herbs” as well as cucumber and couscous, the way it’s served here.
Pictures and descriptions don’t really do justice to how good the food tastes, espcially if words like “chickpeas” and “eggplant” make you (general you) go green. It’s just all very good. As a farmgirl from Kansas who never even ate garlic until I was in my 20’s, I can attest that things you think you might not like, you might end up loving. I never even had Indian food until I was in my 30’s and we moved to Chicago, and now I love it.
The one thing I don’t really like about Middle Eastern food (and Indian food too) is (are?) the desserts. I’ve never had anything that didn’t make me want to spit it out immediately. Give me cake and/or ice cream.
3 of our favorite restaurants have fallen by the wayside in recent years. A Lebanese restaurant, which had the best Falafel, Basmati rice and hummous I’ve ever had, and another one that I think was Jordanian with the best lamb chops ever, both closed. The 3rd, which is a half block away in the other direction, got a “3 fork” review in the Chicago Tribune and became useless. Yuppies from all over the city were venturing into this “exotic” neighborhood to try it out. The restaurant raised their prices and it’s always busy. We’ve only eaten there once in the past few years, since the review came out.