Carol and I arrived at 7pm on a Friday and there was absolutely no one else there. We sat outside on the patio overlooking a parking lot across the street. Our waitress was friendly and eager enough. She asked us for a drink order and we asked for water. No ice water, we were informed, just bottled. What kind of restaurant doesn’t provide ice water? The kind that wants you to order the 12 dollar martinis. Back to the food.
We attempted to order the mezze sampler – basic enough, a plate of Hummus, Baba Ghanoush, Falafel and Grape Leaves. The overeager waitress told us they were out of the platter, but suggested we order dips separately. I questioned which of the four components they didn’t have. Hummus? Yes. Baba Ghanoush? Yes. Falafel? Yup. Grape Leaves? Uh huh. I looked at her quizzically and then she told me that they did have the platter. Surprisingly, they did have the beef kabob we wanted for dinner.
The plate came and there was 4 puck shaped pieces of falafel that were overfried and 2 misshapen mushy grape leaves. However, the hummus and baba ghanoush were decent enough. It was certainly not worth the $20 price tag. The beef kabob was awful, truly awful. The meat was so overcooked, dry and stringy. I did like the rice. Salad was supposed to come with the entrée, but none came. I wasn’t going to bother asking.
I think Basha wins a nomination for the worst restaurant I’ve been to this year. I could have gotten the same thing food at Greek Corner that would have been twice as good, for half the price.