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"A Yerevan kitchen straight from Armenia that landed at the far end of Burbank, this hideaway greets you with a fire licking the edges of a towering stone hearth as discs of dough slide in and out on peels, and groups fill the dining room to tear into thin, blistered lahmajune topped with spiced meat sauce and cheese; less than a year in, it has earned its name as the definitive home of lahmajune in Los Angeles. At least one lahmajune — preferably a few — should be on each table: an oblong, fire-cooked sheet with a delicately browned, crispy crust and a thin spread of meat and tomato sauce where dough bubbles peek through like rising sand dunes; add cheese even if it feels like gilding the lily, because the salty, fatty flavor makes it all the better. Dolma arrive as grape leaves tightly wrapped around seasoned rice and ground beef, plated around a shallow dish of tangy yogurt sauce, with one order (eight dolma) plenty to share, and the unfussy lentil soup holds its own with a soul-warming broth dotted with soft, saucer-shaped brown lentils. The room feels like a grandmother’s kitchen, with well-worn wood seating and a volume that never quite reaches quiet; larger groups gravitate inside while the verdant patio suits tables of two to four. Insider tip: the lahmajune is just as good the next day — order an extra and reheat it like pizza in an oven or air fryer rather than the microwave to keep the crust from going soggy." - Rebecca Roland