Abu Zaad

It's amazing that it's September and that this is the first time I've blogged about what is one of my and my readers favourites places in London: Abu Zaad. Blimey, we've got good taste, haven't we?

The other day b and I had some cheese sambousek, yog+cuce, pickles, olives, lentil soup and mint and lemon juice. Let's start with the last first: wowza! that's a great sour combination in that drink, with such an interesting meld provided by the two ingredients that makes it a real rare super mix. An extra trick is to stir vigorously with your straw to deepen the colour of the drink. The sambousek were as flakily, chewily, saltily, creamily, savoury as I remembered, with such a nice kind of slightly coarse edge to the filling which comes from the spices. B noted that the yoghurt and cucumber was made without garlic, which is indeed something of fault, and another salad was also inadvertendly added to our bill, BUT that was quickly taken off and their reputation for excellent service was fully restored as a waiter chased us down Uxbridge Road as we had left a bag in there. Oh, and I forgot the olives, which were stuffed with carrot, which was yuuuummmmy. Let's hope that a full blog writer and readers party shall occupy a table for 4 there before too long.