For the love of Falafel

I’ve always hated Falafel. Blasphemy? Yes. But you cannot hold me responsible as the ones I had always had were greasy, doughy and dense balls of something I could never say what. And, it’s a pet peeve of mine – when I eat something that doesn’t taste like anything, I get suspicious! Well, fortunately for the culinary world, that changed. We made travel plans to Jordan. While travel planning (which means
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