Cafe Peju

What to expect on a weekday afternoon:
— Burnt, crumbly falafel that is served with RANCH dressing, not tzatziki
— Stuffed grape leaves that taste more preserved/​artificial than canned Dolmades
— Hummus with crushed peanuts (?!!) on top
— Supermarket pita bread
— Flavorless israeli salad
— 1 waitress (she was incredibly nice though)
— 1 cook
If you are craving Mediterranean, go to Bacchus, a block away.

I used to go to this place when it was Tel Aviv then they changed the name to Café Peju but it was the exact same menu. I could never figure that out. Anyhoo, the food here is good. I’m a fan of the filet mignon kabob.

If you hadn’t figured it out by now, Yes!,
«Juste Lounge» has been moved yet again (now sharing it’s name with Café Peju) and the jury’s still out on whether or not it still has it’s «sizzle.»
The trendy bar/​lounge/​club has been moved a total of three times I do believe. Packing up and moving from it’s first location, Washington’s Mount Vernon district to the heart of downtown Bethesda, well actually there’s been two downtown Bethesda locations.
I mean, come on guys, you think you all can collectively come together and finally decide on where your roots are going to be planted?, (rhetorical of course), otherwise how do you expect your following, and that includes me, to continue to be faithful?
OK yeah!, you’re still featuring your SexInTheCity” party, which by the way is «smokin,» and don’t think I don’t appreciate the free access pass (that I can print out from your site) which entitles me to Free admission AND! two free drinks between 5 – 8 –thanx!, «What a way to solicit clientele.» The «neo soul» talent gets much love from me and I can’t forget to give a shout out to the talented «DJ» for mixin up those slammin hip-​hop and reggae beats. And how can I forget your Thursday night «Karaōke» which again is initially what drew me there in the first place. Well, not really, it was actually some friends from photography class who thought it would be a cool unwind after an excruciating night in the «dark room.» But after my second or third «amaretto sour,» I was on that stage givin yet another «American Idol» performance, if I may say so myself, and I do.
So while I love the drinks, love that you offer a platform for me to showcase my talent (karaōke) and the convenience from my house is just the icing on the cake but!, and yes there’s a but, I need some consistency here guys. Learn to stay in one location for at least the duration of my residency here in Bethesda and maybe just maybe, I’ll become a faithful following.
Just remember what made your establishment so hot and notable in the first place and you might just have a shot at reclaiming your sizzlin reputation~and without a doubt you’ll have my vote.
Until then, stay tuned for my verdict because the jury’s still out for deliberation.