Kebab Fusion: The (Long) Wait Was Worth It

I waited, at my table. For five minutes.

That reminds me of the bit from comedic genius Louis C.K., in response to the people who complain about sitting in the airplane for too long before it takes off, while people several generations ago took 30 years to travel from one end of the country to another. While it puts my waiting into perspective, it doesn't stop me from being annoyed that I had to wait five minutes for the waitress at Kebab Fusion to ask what I wanted to eat.

Thankfully, this was the only blemish on an otherwise very enjoyable dining experience at one of Morristown's newest restaurants.

While only opened a few weeks ago, its name had actually become a seemingly permanent fixture on the South Street landscape. Signs seeking employees popped up on its windows over a year ago.

And, that's all that happened. Eventually, . Buyers did bite, , Kebab Fusion 2.0 was revealed.

Whoever did the work inside–the current or former owners–knew what they were doing with the space allotted. The dining area is small, but not cramped. Eight tables for four line the walls, while subtle blue lights shine down upon them, and soft cream colors occupy the walls. The kitchen is downstairs–strange, but apparently necessary given space limitations. Waitstaff here will have some rocking calf muscles if they stick around.

Given its "fusion" image–one of the waiters said owners were Egyptian and Persian–I, too, opted to fuse different flavors. I started with a mediterranean staple, hummus, which came out in a simple but lovely arrangement, with fresh tomatoes, cucumbers and a healthy sprinkle of parsley. A side of pita bread was used to liberally scoop the chick-pea treat, which was simple and delicious.

Then, I took a completely different route and ordered fried calamari. This is where I would offer some advise to the Kebab Fusion menu-makers: While I enjoyed my calamari (actually, I found it to be very tasty, excessively salty marinara sauce notwithstanding), I found it a little strange that several sections of the menu were so far removed from mediterranean. Burgers? Pizza? Doesn't Morristown have enough of both of these?

For my entree, I went light (sort of) and ordered a Shish Kebab sandwich. Made in the familiar way, it had lettuce, tomato, cucumber and onion, along with some very tender and tasty chunks of filet mignon. I craved a little tzaziki sauce, or something similar, but I was not too disappointed. I would ask if there was something of that sort I could get a side of next time.

Overall, I would definitely recommend giving this newest South Street dining destination a try. After my waitress–in plain view of my table–didn't take my order for a while, I thought this meal would be downhill from there. Thankfully, the worst of the night got out of the way early, and she was pleasant as punch the rest of the time, too.

And, hey, vegetarians: They have falafels, too!