Holy falafel! How can something this cheap taste so good? Part of me is happy to have finally tasted this Middle Eastern goodness, and another is saddened, perhaps even flabbergasted that I had never eaten here in all my years in NYC. After a night out around Greenwich Village abusing my liver with a bunch of friends we happened upon this falafel mecca to chow down. I was instantly hooked.
Mamoun’s Falafel is one of those hole in the wall places that has been around since the 1970’s and certainly looks the part. Decor is non-existant, as is any real seating other than a few cramped tables and a bench out by the front door, and the walls are covered by worn out wood paneling and faded pictures. To me it’s part of the charm here. Honestly, no one really cares as evidenced by the non-stop line of people coming and going the night we were here. I observed customer after customer arriving hungry with a yearning for falafel goodness, and when handed that sandwich left with a fanatical look in their eyes. Continue reading Holy falafel Batman! Mamoun’s Falafel in NYC is the shizz!