Review of Mahalo Odengatan – by Charlotte A.
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Ojoj.
Do not know if I thought the visit, the food or the staff was neither good nor bad in the stress that permeated the whole place when I was there, including at the guests. Went here 15 o'clock a Saturday and it was wild. The staff looked completely terrified out, the sex was long, the fryer had broken and there was chaos behind the counter. Had intended to take their falafel, but unfortunately I got to think again. After much if and but I ordered a salad with glass noodles, avocado, mango, peanut butter sauce, tofu, broccoli and some other good to. The tastiest was the broccoli, which had chewing resistance, a taste of sesame oil and was met with a pleasant heat. Married well with the sour mango and creamy avocado. Tofun and Glasnudlarna tasted not so much unfortunately, but if you mixed everything together it was great. And jisees what portion, stood me for several hours, big plus and that weighed up the grade.
A very cozy room with plenty of seats both outside and inside. May think that the menu is somewhat stingy if you compare with other nearby popular places (type Pom and Flora across the street) and a acái-bowl for 95... A bit too juicy. Will definitely go here again and try more dishes from the menu, but not when it is so high pressure. The cosiness was non-existent and I felt that I did not want to remain in a minute after I was done. But as I said, better luck next time!
