If you like falafal, and even if you do not, I highly recommend that you stop by the Falafal Palace in Central Square. I had my first experience a few weeks ago with some friends and had been itching to take Megan and Caleb for a tasting ever since. I remembered the place being called the “Falafal King” — hence the title — and had been rambling about it for days to Megan and Caleb. (As an aside, when we popped out of the subway station and made our way to the street, the first thing Caleb said was, “Where is the Falafal King?” Click here, or on the photo, to see more of our trip!)

I guess I couldn’t wait until all three of us could make the trip as I decided Daddy Day was as long as I could wait. So sans Megan, Caleb and I ventured over on the Red Line to see if the sandwich was as good the second time around. He liked it a lot, though it was a bit messy to share. …I definitely think we’ll need to bring Megan next time and see if the third visit is just as good as the first or second.

After our fantastic lunch, Caleb and I roamed around Central Square for a bit. Probably my favorite part of the trip is when we took a detour through a book store. Caleb plopped down at a table to read a book but then decided that he should help me find a gift for Megan (her birthday is coming up!). We wandered through the shelves and he would point out books that he wanted to get for her. We settled on having him pick out a card and he nabbed one of the coolest birthday cards I have seen in a while (let’s just say it is a postcard and a rather random one at that).

All in all, full on fantastic falafal, we had a great Daddy Day.