Posted by Krista on August 26, 2009


38 Brushfield Street

London E1 6EU

Date of Last Visit: Sunday, August 16, 2009

The Victim: Me

The Damage: A fiver

The Background: It was a Sunday and I was hungry and fancied a walk.

The Entrance: Pilpel is small. It's a take-away really. On the edge of Spitalfields. On a Sunday at 1 p.m.-ish, it's empty. I am happy about this at first. At first. Because you see THE LOUD-ASS MUSIC HAD ME WISHING THERE WERE MORE PEOPLE IN PILPEL TO DROWN OUT THE NOISE.

It was really bad. 

Yeah, not so sensitive to the needs of their listening audience. Restaurant staff should never be allowed to control the radio.

But I placed my order anyhow. Because I was hungry.

Pilpel signage

I got some falafel in a pitta (as they spell it). Along with some aubergine and some hummus. Oh, and a fresh lemonade.

Pilpel falafel 

It's very hard to take a picture of a falafel pitta. But there's mine. It doesn't do it justice. You can't even see the falafel.

But I liked that they offered me a choice of whole wheat or white pitta. And I liked that I could choose my salads. (It's sorta like Subway, that way.) And I liked how the falafel was crunchy. A satisfying crunch.

But I didn't like how I couldn't really taste the hummus. Or the aubergine.

And when I was done, I was still very hungry. But then again, I couldn't really concentrate on my food because of THE MUSIC. So maybe my stomach just needed 20 minutes or so to catch up to my brain.

The Verdict: These here were cheap eats. I'd go again. But with EARPLUGS.

5 Responses to “Pilpel”

  1. Wow, I love your review! Made me laugh 🙂

  2. Wow, I love your review! Made me laugh 🙂

  3. Krista
    Aug 27, 2009

    Thank you! I live to entertain!

  4. Aboo
    Aug 31, 2009

    Loved the bolding, and as I have been food-less for about 7 hours now, that pita looks good even if it is in whole wheat. Reminded me of this gem in NY, that was goood: http://www.chow.com/places/38167

  5. msmarmitelover
    Sep 05, 2009

    I so completely agree about the music thing. At Yalla Yalla the music was so loud we had to shout. It’s like the staff have it there for their own goddamn amusement.
    The falafel here wasn’t bad but the guy got my order wrong, I wanted aubergines and goats cheese and he forgot.
    Worth a second visit I think.

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