There is a huge swathe of land, stretching from the central Mediterranean all the way up to the Afghan border, whose inhabitants, if one goes by restaurant menus, eat minor variations of the same staples: roast meat, often lamb; hummus; roasted meat on skewers; meatballs; and spit-roasted meat, which the West knows as kebab.
Presumably to entice more diners, innovative restaurants introduce new come-ons, and the surprised diners always gravitate to the newbies.
By Clinton Palanca
The Rose restaurant, on the corner of 31st Street and 1st Avenue at the Fort, is a restaurant that I desperately wanted to like. A lot of other people seemed to like it; the place was fully booked on the day we made reservation, and it came highly recommended by a friend.