The only reason I wandered into this joint is because I was too tired to try Friday’s across the street. And besides I wanted to see how it stacked up against the USA version. Except for the prayer rugs, prayer space, and some traditional Middle Eastern decorations, it’s a Tuesday’s like any other. Oh, the salad bar’s different and there are no buffalo burgers. I got some mozzarella sticks, same as home and just as not good for you. Some old habits are hard to break.