Holiday memory — Lahmajoun that transported me back

I first ate Lahmajoun on a trip five years ago and have been searching for a version this good ever since. This restaurant finally delivered the subtly tangy quality I remembered. madzoon yoghurt was handled correctly — something most restaurants here get slightly wrong.

the Armenian genocide shaped diaspora communities who carried the cuisine globally. It was the a traditional home holiday table memory that I was really chasing and this recreated it. pomegranate wine was offered and brought the whole experience together. Some dishes are attached to a time and place. This one finally restored that attachment.