Sarah S.
Yelp
Okay, wow. This place was recommended to me from a friend. It. Was. Incredible. GO HERE. EAT HERE.
My fiancé and I had just spent a few hours walking around Broadway, checking out the scene like tourists. We were finally starving, where you can feel your stomach starting to cave and your mood begins to dip from fun to "ugh". We arrived at Fattoush's and it was pretty quiet. A few regular customers -- and then, from behind the plexiglass, Fattoush himself emerged like a god of ancient stories and times. We stood diligently in front of the glass and watched him prepare the other people's orders.
My fiancé said to Fattoush, "I'll have what that guy ordered." He was drooling at a giant plate of food. Fattoush said, "This? I'm not even finished," and proceeded to pile even more food on.
When it came my turn, I order the combo pocket thing. It was an extremely religious moment watching him prepare it; watching him drizzling on the sauce made my knees weak.
We took the food back, and this is where the review gets even crazier. Up until now we had only been WATCHING him prepare the food and we were in awe. Finally we sank our teeth into it. And to this portion I say, unfortunately, that words DO not describe. I've heard a similar sentiment about viewing the Grand Canyon. Some things you just have to experience firsthand. And those things will change you and stick with you.
GO TO THIS RESTAURANT. Better yet, speak to him while he prepares your food. The fries will redefine your definition of good living. You will make a mess unashamed. You will walk out, gut bulging from the lip of your pants, and you will have to live with the knowledge of your experience -- an experience only fellow Fattoush Cafe customers will understand.