The local stroller brigade is obsessed with the young, strapping dark-haired men who run Mr. Gyros—and for good reason. The guys at this little Greenwood-area falafel joint are always ready with a charming smile and a quick quip with their regulars—and they cook up some delicious, inexpensive grub, too.

Seating is very limited—only a couple counter spots, and two sidewalk tables—and it’s pretty dark and dim inside: the orangey-red walls (complete with Mr. Gyro T-shirts displayed for sale) contrast with the yellow awning outside. You order at the counter, off of the chalkboard menu.

The falafels at Mr. Gyros are fried light and airy, with a shatteringly crisp crust. Gyros are stuffed with slices of succulent chicken, lamb, or beef before being anointed with a tangy yogurt dressing.

They wrap it all up in a pita, and send you on your merry way back to the office with your portable meal in less than ten minutes. Have a bit more time? Savor your hummus plate—and the kitchen eye candy—at the lone sidewalk table. Seductive licking of baklava crumbs off your plate is entirely optional.