I hadn’t had shawarma in a while. Many years, actually. I didn’t eat it because it reminded me of someone who I now associate with eating shawarma. We used to order shawarma to our apartment, and we were very content, eating our shawarma on the couch, leaving the wrappers on the table, being filled with shawarma. It’s stupid how nostalgia will stop you from eating things, especially something like shawarma. Because now, several years later, this shawarma is better than ever.