The other sunday night, we planned on dining at From the Boot in Lafayette Hill. On a random sunday night I tell you. And when we got there, the place was mobbed, and there was a 45 minute wait. For From the Boot! Well, we weren’t having any of it, so we walked down the street to the Persian Grill instead. From the outside, it doesn’t look that inviting. It’s next to a mechanic’s garage, or something not attractive, and maybe a street. But don’t let that keep you away. Just give it a shot and go on in. The place is quite adorable on the inside, adorned with persian type things. It’s like you’re transformed. They have nice light fixtures. It’s very warm. Not snooty at all. Not uninviting like the outside.We got some hummus. It was ok. Nothing special. The pita they give you is kind of dry and thin. I prefer the thicker kind, and it’s really nice when they warm it up for you!
So this place mostly serves meat. Really, don’t come here if you expect not to be eating some kind of meat on a stick. You won’t go wrong eating meat on a stick here. I believe this is a lamb kabob of some kind. Hunks of lamb, marinated, and grilled on a spit. Served with a giant heap of rice. That grilled tomato? Loved it.

More meats on sticks! Chicken this time. Sense a theme? There might actually be a vegetable in there somewhere. Shocking.

Ok, ok, so this isn’t meat on a stick. It’s a whole little chicken, with an orangey sauce. But I’m sure you could get this same thing on a stick if you asked for it!

More meats on sticks! One chicken and one lamb, I’m guessing.

None of us could order dessert after stuffing our faces with so much darn meat, but they brought us out some of this stuff to snack on. I don’t know what it’s called, and it’s darn hard to describe. It’s like gingery fibers. It melts in your mouth and it is sweet and spicy. I dig this stuff. Now if I only knew what it was called. Service was great. The place wasn’t too busy, but not empty either. Our waitress was friendly and attentive and she was happy to explain dishes and let me substitute things. And she put up with our shenanigans. This place was a nice surprise. Bah humbug to waiting nearly an hour for italian food. I’m much more of a fan of not waiting and eating kebabs!