We got some shawarma at that hole-in-the-wall joint near NYU. At the booth, there was this nasty copy of the New York Post. Gross.
Seriously, gross.
Kaizar on the other hand doesn't seem quite as disgusted.
Memo to self: I REALLY need to stop getting photographed with my mouth full of food. That is NOT how I was raised. Self lecture aside, it was sooo tasty. I've eaten here a dozen times but I can never remember what the restaurant is called. Maybe one of you knows?
Cool thing we came across. I've never noticed it before when walking through this neighborhood.