Lunch of the Week, Lunch of the Weak
Atif Asal and his olives at Mediterranean Imports & Deli
Lunch of the Week: Mediterranean Deli.
Yes, this place gets a lot of love and it’s deserved.
Today, meeting with friends Chad Previch, Lindsay Laird and Lisa Janssen of Saxum PR, I let go of my love affair with their falafel, meat pie and tabouleh to try the grilled kafta, which was on special.
No regrets. Despite better-than-average lunch banter that included descriptions of shirtlessness in a wedding setting, the general love life updates and a nice contact for a potential consult for my landscaping needs, the kafta covered in a sweet-savory sauce and served over rice was the star. Perfectly cooked the portion was just right. Atif and friends use great ingredients and do things right. Now, if we can just figure out how to Saxum is going to survive once the predominantly female staff starts procreating. Congrats Adrienne, but let’s make sure you don’t talk up the whole motherhood thing to strongly and start a baby pandemic at the Waterford.
One suggestion: Fans of the Med-Deli should unite, though, to pay for a soft drink dispenser. Canned drinks should be left at home like breakfast in your underwear and air guitaring the “Freebird” guitar solo.
Lunch of the Weak: Burger King.
In a word: gross
It could be argued that the weakness lies with me since I’m the one that chose fast food for lunch. I won’t argue that. But it was late, I hadn’t eaten and I did have a morbid curiousity involving the BK burger shot.
So, I caved.
For that I am sorry. But not nearly as sorry as I was when I took a bite. I’m 41 years old, and I can confidently say I’ve never been more disgusted by a bite of food I dropped money for. All you need to know is it’s a poor man’s version of the White Castle burger. Even drunks know how bad White Castle is, but their pickled brains compel them to eat them anyway. I feel safe in saying, the BK burger shot could bring someone blowing 1.3 down to a 0.8, meaning you’re still not road-legal and no longer raising the roof. This is bad. No matter how comically sardonic the Plastic Burger King commercials might I’d rather take a shot of penicillin than another BK burger shot.
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Dave, I just love Mediterranean Deli. I’ve been shopping there since they were on MacArthur, just south of 39th (probably before your time). We shop there for olives, cheese, lunch meats, sesame seeds and other Mediterranean (duh!) products we just can’t get anywhere else.
Lunch is always excellent. Shopping on Saturday is worse than Christmas at the mall, but I’m so glad they’re busy because that means they will stay in business.
I’m a second-generation Italian-American and there’s no place else to get all that good Mediterranean food in Oklahoma City (except for the Italian sausage at the Crest in Edmond and Monari balsamic vinegar at Buy for Less.