Haji Baba. It's Not At Lake Powell.
I just got back from a ten-day houseboat vacation at Lake Powell. Lake Powell is not in Tempe, so I wouldn't feel right telling you about it. I can tell you, however, that the first meal I sought out upon returning home-- sunburned, craving the anti-hotdog and something with Vitamin E in it-- was from Haji Baba. Have you eaten at Haji Baba? Of course you have. It's at 1513 East Apache Boulevard-- south of Apache, east of Rural. If you haven't eaten there, you've heard of it. Have you had the stuffed grape leaves? The tabbouleh? I order the tabbouleh five pints at a time, I'm not kidding. And the baba ganoush makes me want to morph into a slice of pita bread every single time I eat it, it's that amazing. I could do this with the whole menu, but your time is better served just going there. Go, get in the car. If I can show up in a grimy bikini and lake-soaked cash, you can show up with a strong recommendation. And dry cash.
