A favorite quick-bite on the streets of Paris, at L'As du Fallafel.
L'As du Fallafel is one of the few places where Parisians chow down on the street. Beginning with a fork, dig into warm pita bread stuffed with marinated crunchy cabbage, silky eggplant, sesame hoummous, and boules of chick-pea paste, crisp-fried falafel. Spice it up with a dab of searingly-hot sauce piquante.
L'As du Fallafel: 34, rue de Rosiers, in the Marais. Open every day, except closed friday beginning at sundown, reopening for lunch sunday.
I also remember a really yummy falafel stand down a side street near Centre Pompidou. I went back several times. If I remember correctly, it's run by two brothers--least of all two men, and perhaps 'brothers' is somewhere in the title. The name escapes me just now. I made a mistake by going to the place next door the first time I ventured down there, because I didn't want to wait in the line of people crowded around the falafel joint. Big mistake. Note to self: almost always go to the place where there are impatient and hungry Parisians lining up. Usually a sign there's something there worth trying.