Haram Bros
It was a chilly evening out with the boys when a collective hunger grew in our midst. Where were we, a group of young men, to eat? Let's try the Halal Guys; surely there must be something behind the hype; alas, there was not. The whole dinner experience proved to be an immeasurable amount of disappointment from the moment I stepped through the grimy door. Upon entering the "restaurant," I was greeted with a pungent kick to the nose, reminiscent of a bad egg. Ignoring this clear warning sign, I walked up to the assembly line and watched the server pile half my combo plate with lettuce.Thankfully when I got there, there was little rush, so it was the perfect time to make pleasant conversation with the staff. I asked a rhetorical question about the display fries, thinking the server would know that I knew they were just for display, but my comedy must have been too advanced for him. Instead, he just looked unhappy to see me. The whole time I was thinking to myself, "w...