McDonald’s in Greece might have one of the most boring menus of any McDonald’s in the world — it’s pretty much exclusively the usual suspects. Oddly enough, they don’t even have the Greek Mac that I tried in Cyprus.
The Seven St. Georges is a restaurant that comes up on multiple lists of the best restaurants in Paphos. Checking it out was a definite no-brainer.
There’s only one thing on the menu at McDonald’s in Cyprus that’s particularly interesting, but it’s a doozy: the Greek Mac, which is essentially McDonald’s take on a souvlaki wrap.
Lebanese Um Khalil is pretty much the perfect spot to hit after working up an appetite by walking around Jerash.
If you look up must-eat restaurants in Amman, I’m pretty sure Hashem Restaurant is on every single list. It’s one of those places whose walls are absolutely festooned with photos of all the various celebrities and politicians who’ve eaten there. Apparently the King is a big fan. It’s legendary.
I wasn’t in New Delhi long enough to do anything in particular — I flew in one afternoon and left the next morning. I did notice, however, that there was a location of Moti Mahal near my hotel. Considering that they invented butter chicken, I figured I should probably give them a shot.
The whole point of visiting Gokul Oottupura Vegetarian Restaurant was to try one of their chaats, an Indian dish consisting of fried dough with various toppings and sauces. Alas, I guess that’s only a dinner thing, because their breakfast/lunch menu was completely chaat-free.
Yes, this is my third visit to McDonald’s in India, but how am I supposed to resist when they have so much oddball stuff like this on the menu?
Though I’d heard good things about Nawras Seafood Restaurant, I was a bit wary of the place when I first walked in and sat at my table. It felt like it was trying a bit too hard to be fancy. I was afraid it might be style over substance.
Sometimes you have to roll with the punches. The plan was to check out a well-regarded dosa joint, but when I went inside, it was almost completely deserted. The only customers were obvious tourists. So I pulled a Grandpa Simpson and got the hell out of there.