My parents came bright and early on Saturday morn, around 10:30AM. They picked up my stuff, as I am leaving soon, and then we went to dinner. As usual, my parents thought it would be a good idea to go to Noodles, Inc. I live on state street with some of the best foreign cuisines in the US, and they want to go to Noodles. My dad understands that he is not cultured and so at least asks if there are any other good places to visit. We don't have that much money so the choices are limited. It's about lunch time, so a sandwich sounds good to me.
Med. Cafe
It's a tiny Mediterranean style take-out/sit-in restaurant. Main dish: schwarma. My dad and I order a "sandwich" which is a traditional wrap of beef and lamb schwarma with tomatoes, onions, sauce, and other delicious Greek items. My dad loved it. It was also kind to his pocketbook, so I think I found a new defacto for him. My mom said she didn't like the spices they put on the meat, and so ordered a salad. She still liked the salad, but definitely did not have the same experience.
I'm finally getting to my parents. Or they are getting better at obliging me. Either way, I'm happy.
Med. Cafe
It's a tiny Mediterranean style take-out/sit-in restaurant. Main dish: schwarma. My dad and I order a "sandwich" which is a traditional wrap of beef and lamb schwarma with tomatoes, onions, sauce, and other delicious Greek items. My dad loved it. It was also kind to his pocketbook, so I think I found a new defacto for him. My mom said she didn't like the spices they put on the meat, and so ordered a salad. She still liked the salad, but definitely did not have the same experience.
I'm finally getting to my parents. Or they are getting better at obliging me. Either way, I'm happy.
posted by Bruhaha at 7:06 AM
2 Comments:
what about the damn foam party
don't get your panties into a bundle. it's coming soon.
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