Schwarma Four

I think it's four. A quick check on the blog confirms this. Once again, it was eaten a Falafel Hagesher. It was quite good this evening. But really, the schwarma count is surprisingly low. It's been 3 weeks already. The only explanation is, of course, that falafek is cheaper. Indeed, I don't know what the unofficial falafel count is, but I think it's probably over ten by now. And there is no sign of slowing down. Indeed, I am eating falafel at a blistering, unprecedented pace. I feel like Vlady, or A-Rod, or Pujols, one of those real young ballplayers who people say, you know, he's already hit this many homers, and it's still so early in his career. I mean seriously, at this rate, I can eat an absolutely astronomical number of falafels by year's end? Just how many can it eat? Who knows. And that's where the excitement comes in. And because the count is unofficial, the legend will only grow and turn into myth.