It was hot and we walked blocks to find another place, but it was empty and dark when we arrived. Tuvia and I spotted this place and Sergio just followed us across the street, flying between the speeding cars.
Air conditioning and lunchtime commotion, and if you knew the menu by heart, you got a great lunch. We didn’t, but still the pita, the salads, the chicken was all great.
I love these spots. I couldn’t understand all the Hebrew, but it was not for tourists. Hey, I’m not a tourist in Israeil anymore, am I?