Kwik Meal Names New Cart After (Irish?) President Obama
****This Cart is now called Kwick Meal IV and has moved****
Kwik Meal, the famous two time Vendy Award nominee known for their lamb and white sauce, has opened a new cart on 37th Street & 7th Ave. 6th Ave., and appears to have named it after our current President. I suppose they could argue the apostrophe was in honor of St. Patrick’s Day… but the sign is permanent, so… uh… I don’t know. Anyway, the cart is Kwik Meal’s fourth and will serve their trademark lamb, plus chicken, falafel, and chicken shawarma. (I guess the third cart he opened at the beginning of the year is finally doing well.)
I asked the owner (and former cook at the Russian Tea Room) Muhammed Rahman why he named the new cart after President Obama, and his response is after the jump.
“I just wanted to come up with something new… a new name, and I feel like it would be an attraction. He is the President of America. Also, he is a good person and I really like him, but don’t know how to say it. I want to say nice things, but don’t know the words.”
Fox News is only 10 blocks away from the new cart… let’s see how long it takes them to cover the “Muslim Street Vendors Support Obama” story. Kwik Meal’s other three carts are on 45th & 6th, 47th & Park, and 45th & 3rd.
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Kwik Meal’s Muhammed Rahman Returns to Midtown in New “Quick Delight” Cart
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Posted: 2:00 pm, March 12th, 2009 under Kwik Meal.
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19 Comments
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Really, Wayne? You went through all the trouble to type that out?
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Yay! Finally some Kwik Love for Midtown West
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Epic confirm’d! I don’t know how to describe this story as anything other than “insanely cute”. Every ounce of my being is smiling because of the multi-layered hilarity.
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Saw the cart this morning and got a chuckle out of it and wished I had my camera.
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you know how i know that joke is lame.. I saw it on Google Joke of the day
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He could have just made drunken negro face falafel. Wayne, horrible but it made me lol.
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Thanks Dub
I don’t get the “Meal” part though. He should have named it Kwik O’bama – in da hopes his prezidency is ovah wit a kwikness
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sadly, this means i will no longer be eating at kwik meal. must people bring politics into everything?
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Wow, didn’t know there were so many idiots on here. Thanks for exposing yourselves :)
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[...] Posted by Aileen Gallagher as Brooklyn, Delivery, Food, Manhattan, Review Midtown Lunch noticed that Kwik Meal has opened a new cart on 37th and Seventh called Meal O’bama. Zach Brooks is probably only half kidding when he says: “Fox News is only 10 blocks away from the new cart … let’s see how long it takes them to cover the ‘Muslim Street Vendors Support Obama’ story.” [Midtown Lunch] [...]
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I just went there for lunch…got the falafel platter
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Just finished my cart lunch. The lamb is still good… but serving the salad out of plastic shopping bags? That can’t be sanitary.
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Irish Dieters have ask the Pope for a low calorie holy sacrement.The Pontif has agreed to make them a special dispensation and issue them a low carb sacrement.
It’s to be called: ‘I can’t Believe It’s not Jesus’.
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[...] cart (pictured above) is located in Fashion District on Seventh Avenue @ West 37th Street and serves a nice range of Middle Eastern midday [...]
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Great food isn’t it
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[...] O’Bama is the newest cart from Kwik Meal crew; Midtown Lunch has all the details on the chef, the Irish-ish name and the cart’s sister [...]
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Where has Meal O’Bama gone? It was gone today!!!
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What Zach, no Irish slurs? Here’s a related Irish Meat Story
Seamus and Murphy fancied a pint or two but didn’t have a lot of money between them, they could only raise the staggering sum of one Euro. Murphy said ‘Hang on, I have an idea.’ He went next door to the butcher’s shop and came out with one large sausage. Seamus said ‘Are you crazy? Now we don’t have any money left at all!’ Murphy replied, ‘Don’t worry – just follow me.’
He went into the pub where he immediately ordered two pints of Guinness and two glasses of Jameson. Seamus said ‘Now you’ve lost it. Do you know how much trouble we will be in? We haven’t got any money!!’ Murphy replied, with a smile. ‘Don’t worry, I have a plan. Cheers!’ They downed their drinks.
Then Murphy whispered, ‘OK, I’ll stick the sausage through my zipper – you get on your knees and put it in your mouth.’
The barman looked over, went berserk, and threw them out. They continued this, pub after pub, getting more and more drunk, all for free.
At the tenth pub Seamus said ‘Murphy – I don’t think I can do any more of this. I’m drunk and me knees are killing me!’
Murphy said, ‘How do you think I feel? And I can’t even remember which pub I lost the sausage in.’