"When you Google “Lebanese Guys,” the algorithm will show you oiled men with burly chests and chiseled jawlines lounging on beaches, squinting into the abyss harder than your grandpa at an eye exam. But if computers were really that smart, they’d take you right to this red Lebanese food truck on Bird Road with the fluffiest falafels in town. But here we are, and there goes your algorithm. We’ll give you a minute to search if you’re curious. If you’re still with us, let’s focus on the right Lebanese Guys, which you’ll find at a strip mall by train tracks that always send our dog flying to the roof of our car. There’s no sign out front, so be on the lookout for a smoke shop named “N Hale.” Turn into that plaza. This truck is equipped with two vertical shawarma spits that pump out juicy beef and lamb shawarma sandwiches wrapped in Lebanese flatbread. But these guys go the extra mile with all of their food. The fries are hand-cut, the hummus is made with freshly squeezed lemon juice, and their toum sauce is so garlicky it will put you on a Transylvanian no-fly list. This kind of prep is hard enough for a restaurant that's not on wheels, so we can only imagine what it’s like for a food truck run by two people. There’s nothing on this menu over $19, which is incredible when you consider all the attention to detail (like almond slivers in the vermicelli rice), and how large the portions are. One $14 shawarma wrap can easily be shared between two people. Nothing—not even a web page full of hunky half-naked guys—is more exciting than coming across a place so unexpectedly good it deserves its own algorithm adjustment. From now on, whenever someone tries to find “Lebanese Guys” online, they should get photos of this truck’s oiled-up baba ghanouj, steaming hot falafel platters, and shots of sticky baklava gleaming in honey. " - Virginia Otazo
