Andala

Swung by Andala tonight. A Middle Eastern coffee stop filled with hookahs. Realize my hookah jokes are better delivered verbally than in print.

Our waitress was delightful. Anne went with cute. Either way I was reminded of Carleen Anderson.

I ordered a Jerusalem egg pita sandwich, and Anne went all hummus on me. She also chose an old smoothie. -Cymbal crash-

The sandwich wasn't all that good. Too acidic for my tastes, and I doubled up with a freshly squeezed Lemon juice that made me pull a face like I'd swallowed a fly.

Cannot help but feel that we chose the wrong items. Everything sounded good on paper. Check came to $26, and that's without hookahs.