It’s no secret that I’m a fan of Middle Eastern food.
See Exhibit A.
And Exhibit B.
Amongst other, not-yet-documented moments.
So when my friend Beth and I needed a quick snack to fuel us during a recent Saturday of errands, we went by way of falafel.
A quick duck into a semi-new Middle Eastern restaurant gave us the opportunity to check out their menu, and power up to … power on. (Although to be completely accurate, this restaurant is designated as Turkish Mediterranean)
A non-descript restaurant in a blink-and-you-miss-it strip mall, Ephesus is about seven months old (new owners, new menu, taken over from the previous Bosphorous), and our takeaway on the place can be summed up in two sentences.
The chef needs to find the salt shaker.