A Man of Few Words Serves Falafel, Foul and Hummus at F & H Shack in Anaheim

Edwin Goei • OC Weekly • May 1, 2019
The falafel sandwich bursts with freshness. Photo by Edwin Goei There’s just one person working inside the new F & H Shack in Little Arabia, and he is a man of few words. Middle-aged with creases on his face, he is wearing not a uniform, but an...
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