Note: Bombay Giro of Downtown Pittsburgh used to be Lesvos #2, a sister restaurant to South Side's Lesvos Gyros. The new name appears on my receipt.
Kay was promoted yesterday at her place of employment, and to celebrate spontaneously, I elected to meet her after work and take her somewhere delicious that we yet to Yelp.
Seviche was booked.
As was Sharp Edge and August Henry's.
Yes, Sharp Edge and August Henry's were completely filled up!
Eleven's too rich for my blood, pilgrims, and I wasn't exactly lookin' dapper upon quittin' time at the caverns.
I recalled that Lesvos #2 had changed hands and was currently under Indian ownership, so we walked there. When Kay peeked in and saw its barebones, pizza dive interiors, she didn't want to enter, but I coaxed her, and she caved.
The proprietors were friendly and accomodating enough, but when I saw what was left of their Indian offerings in room temperature steampans, I immediately chose a gyro when I spotted a vertical broiler with a lamb loaf stuck in it.
You're not imagining things. This restaurants sells Greek and Indian delicacies along with American fare such as hoagies, burgers, and chicken tenders. No, don't get excited. Read on.
The cook tried to make the elastic gyro interesting by adding siracha sauce to the tzatziki, and had the meat been more edible, I'd have welcomed it. Instead, I felt as if someone was trying to hide a bad gyro in an exotic sauce.
The fries were acceptable, the presence of skins indicating that they'd probably been cut fresh sometime during the day, their crisp quality indicating a correct double-dip in the hot fat.
Those dolmades, however, were as mushy and cold as neglected orphanage porridge. May I have some more? No, thanks.
Kay was so depressed over her obviously frozen (I saw 'em before they were cooked) clucker planks, I had to take her to Ben & Jerry's for consolation.
I still owe her a celebratory meal, somewhere. This just didn't cut it. read more