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middle eastern(66) recommend(62) lebanese(56) prix(38) cozy(34) dishes(34) lamb(34) hummus(29) highly recommend(28) authentic(28) quality(27) qualite(27)KazaMaza est un excellent restaurant libanais avec une ambiance chaleureuse & conviviale. Les plats sont savoureux, frais & bien présentés. Très bon rapport qualité-prix pour la qualité de la nourriture. Idéal pour découvrir des saveurs authentiques.
Un excellent restaurant ! Une des meilleures cuisines de Montréal sans aucun doute ! Nous nous sommes régalés ! Tous les serveurs étaient aux petits soins, les intolérances & allergies sont très bien prises en compte, les plats sentent vraiment le fait maison & sont divins, le lieu est chaleureux. On se croirait dîner chez des amis ! Nous avons passé un superbe moment ! Je recommande très vivement !!!!
A Culinary Catastrophe Kaza Maza, Courtesy of the Unheated Pita
Oh, where to begin with this gastronomic travesty? Let's just say the'highlight' of my meal was a profound disappointment so singular, it managed to eclipse any fleeting enjoyment of the otherwise admittedly decent food. & what was this culinary crime, you ask? The pita bread.
Yes, the humble pita. That seemingly innocuous accompaniment, often taken for granted. But here, it was elevated to an art form of neglect. I'm not sure what the establishment was aiming for - perhaps a deconstructed, avant-garde take on'bread from a day-old plastic bag'? Because that's precisely what arrived: a sad, deflated, & decidedly stale disc, still clinging to the cheap plastic in which it presumably suffered its final indignity.
One can only marvel at the sheer audacity. Did they run out of fresh pita? Or was this a deliberate act of sabotage, a test to see how much one could truly tolerate?
As someone who has spent considerable time navigating the culinary landscapes of the Middle East - from the most opulent dining rooms to the most humble street food stalls in Morocco & Egypt - I can attest to one universal truth: you get warm pita bread. Even the cheapest, most unpretentious vendor understands this fundamental concept.
The owners, bless their hearts, must be truly innovative. They've managed to redefine'service' to include an intentional act of pita-paucity. The'wonderful' food became a mere backdrop, a fleeting distraction from the main event: the cold, unyielding monument to their collective oversight. Shame?
Oh, they should be absolutely brimming with it. This wasn't just a misstep; it was a philosophical statement on their disregard for the customer experience. Bravo, truly.
The hummus with lamb & salads were excellent. Sausages & kofte were decent but not something I would come back for. The lamb chops werent too good, chewy fat & overcooked for my taste. Service was very good.