Fa • la • fel: current obsession; I eat it, at least once a week.
Before I get into this, there are two things you should know about my eating out habits:
- I prefer my food to be authentic
- If I can easily make it at home, then I don’t order it when I am out
Yes, there are exceptions to these rules. I live in the grey.
Let’s break these down.
I’ll work my way backwards starting with number two.
I have not really dabbled in the falafel making business. Well, once I had this giant zucchini and I made a spin-off of a falafel. But that’s another story for a different day. My exception to this rule goes along with the craving concept. Sometimes we just need comfort food. Whether it is a grilled cheese or pasta. Soothing the soul is the utmost priority.
Now, on to number one.
Authentic meaning as close to its original source as possible. Would you order a cheeseburger from a Mexican restaurant? I hope not. You go to a Mexican restaurant for Mexican food. Simple right? I also am a big proponent of supporting cravings, therefore if you went with the intention of a burrito, but when you saw the word cheeseburger it made you salivate, then go for it.
I’ve had this dilemma multiple times before. For example, I went to Cafe Gratitude and their Indian dish was staring at me. I somehow resisted with the logical reasoning that I would have to eat again and could easily obtain some authentic Indian food to prevent disappointment.
Why I am I telling you all of this?
Because of my number one rule I was holding back from going to Gjusta again for their falafel. Yes, I had it once before but I was hangry so my judgment was clouded.
Conveniently enough dineLA put out “The Best Falafel in L.A.” and Gjusta was on there. The seed was planted and I happened to be heading to Venice on Friday.
Not only, is Gjusta not a traditional Middle Eastern falafel making business, but the falafel is served on a sourdough baguette. No pita. I know, you’re thinking blasphemy like I was.
Gjusta deserves to be on that list. It made me forget all about pita bread. Seriously. Gjusta makes all of their bread in house and it’s divine. But that’s not even the best part. The falafel itself is seasoned to perfection with the just right amount of cilantro. The texture is perfectly crispy with whole garbanzo beans, which you don’t find often. And the most common mistake that can ruin a falafel is dryness. Gjusta did not make this mistake at all.
The tahini with chile adds just the right amount of flavor with fresh cilantro. The spicy factor does not overpower the other essential elements of the falafel creating a beautiful union of goodness.
I think I’m converted. Gjusta may just be my new go to place for my falafel cravings.
What’s your opinion?
Where’s your favorite place to get falafels? Do you have a favorite recipe you make at home?
There’s no better time than now,