The Baklava Factory (various locations in SoCal), or as I like to call it The Climax Factory. The first time I ate a baklava here, I made a protracted "O" face and jizzed my pants. Every shape, style, size, and flavor baklava you can conceive of and not, is here for making of the love to your mouth, yes? Its as if Willa Wonka were born a Lebanese pornstar. Would I rather eat baklava here or have sex? I would choose sex, but I had to think it over for a few seconds.