lunch

I've been trying to bring my lunch to work more often: it fits in with various resolutions my husband and I have made: saving money, being healthy, working hard. . . . My husband is extremely good at it--he can make a lunch out of the merest scraps. I backslide a lot more, and it was immediately obvious to him yesterday that I had as soon as I kissed him hello. It's the combination plate at Jordan Valley, just around the corner from The Enquirer building. I'm not sure what the garlic's in, but it announces itself long after. This plate is really too much to eat, but I always manage to: it's four perfect felafel nuggets, two mounds of smooth baba ghanoush and hummus, and a really good tabouli: mostly parsley, tiny diced tomatoes, very lemony. All good by themselves or in little combination bites. 211 W. Fourth Street ( you may have to dodge some Scientologists)
Oh, and I just realized it's all vegetarian. Their chicken shawarma's good, too! and once they were out of beef for their kebabs and I had a wonderful lamb skewer for lunch.