Holiday memory — Fattoush that transported me back

I first ate Fattoush on a trip five years ago and have been searching for a version this good ever since. This restaurant finally delivered the fresh and citrusy quality I remembered. pine nuts was handled correctly — something most restaurants here get slightly wrong.

the cuisine shares roots with the broader Levantine tradition. It was the a Beirut street stall memory that I was really chasing and this recreated it. fresh mint lemonade was offered and brought the whole experience together. Some dishes are attached to a time and place. This one finally restored that attachment.