Something smells like falafel, and I don’t know what it is.Lindsay and I made falafel last night. We got the mix in the bulk section at WinCo, mixed it up, and fried it. Our pitas kept falling apart, but it was still yummy.
Falafel is Israel’s national food. It is made of mashed up chickpeas that are spiced and rolled into balls and fried. You can get falafel from street vendors and little fast falafel joints all over that area of the world, I’m told. Linds and I had some while visiting our uncles in New York, and liked it enough to try and make it ourselves.
But now I’m at work, and I can still smell falafel, even though I’ve showered and scrubbed my hands and I’m wearing different clothes.
Guess it’s going to smell like falafel for a while.
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