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The uncorrupted deliciousness of meat on a spit is glorified at Tarbush’s express kiosk, where aromatic lamb and chicken spin on metal rods in grease and char for Tarbush's signature shawarmas. Meat is shaved off, stuffed into crispy pockets of pita and squirted with creamy yoghurt-garlic dressing. It’s debauchery on a plate – exactly how we like our lazy Friday lunches.