Döner

Drunken munchies. Cheap dinner. Late night regrets. These are all acceptable descriptions of the döner kebabs sold in shops throughout Spain and other European countries. Although all of my friends in Spain swore by the döner kebab, my skepticism of no-frills stores and unidentifiable meat prevented me from ever indulging. Despite my dislike of the liquor absorbing snacks, I am a little sad to learn that Mahmut Aygün, the alleged inventor of the 5 euro feast, has passed away.

Döner kebabs (pronounced dough-ner) were the late night chomps of choice by all of my friends after drunken Spanish revelry. Different people and companies ran the kebab stands, but all had the exact same food. It’s as if McDonald’s, Burger King and Wendy’s all sold Big Macs; Döner Kebab was everywhere. The storefronts were open late after the bars and clubs closed and all had the same ubiquitous mountain of rotating meat and (sometimes) refrigerated counter of vegetables and toppings.

The Döner stores were all set up in a way so various drunkards, bums and college students could stumble up to the counter, pay five euros and receive and greasy pita filled with unidentified meat and veggies. Some döners even served falafel to accommodate the non-meat eating sector of society.

I’m sure if I were still in Spain döner kebabs would be hoisted in the air by drunken hedonists everywhere in tribute to their savvy creator; Even I might have purchased one in honor of old Mahmut. In the meantime, read this article and wonder if these artery clogging treats are the true secret to long life.

Would you like some drunken negro heads to go with your coffee?

Huh?

Quote of the Day

“He breakfasted on fertile eggs laid by sexually satisfied chickens that were allowed to range while listening to Brahms, and muffins made with pesticide-free grain, so no eagle-egg shells were weakened by his thoughtless consumption. He scrambled the eggs in margarine free of tropical oils, thus preserving the rain forest, and he added milk from a carton made of recycled paper and shipped from a small family farm. By the time he finished his second cup of coffee, which would presumably help to educate the children of a poor peasant farmer name Juan Valdez, Sam was on the verge of congratulating himself for single-handedly saving the planet just by getting up in the morning.”

-Christopher Moore, Coyote Blue

Around the World

Probably the greatest way to learn geography.

A few points, though:

Since Bud is considered the beer of the US, I have to question to other representative beer. Also, notice how pretty much all of the beers are pilsners? I might have to go into a history lesson (i.e. tasting) about the Czech Republic city of Plzen and its role in the ENTIRE HISTORY OF BEER as we know it today.


My biggest question though--Why is Cuba's Cristal green?

Salmon and IPA's

My CityDusk event got pushed back due to lack of sign-ups. We’re getting a lot of new hits on the website daily, but no one seems to be attending the events so we’ll be revamping and rescheduling. Since I took the evening off from work I decided I’d take this rare opportunity to buy a case of beer and make a tropical—and what I think would be Hawaiian—feast in honor of Obama officially becoming the 44th president of the United States.

Nothing says hail to the chief like salmon and mango chutney.

So What Do You Do When...

..someone sends you chili brownies in the mail? Well, first you buy a sixer of delicious imperial stout (I'm partial to Brooklyn Black Chocolate Stout). Then you prepare a feast for yourself at ten o'clock at night and gorge until all the pork chops are gone and you've demolished two bags of brownies.

Nothing beats waking up stuffed and a bit groggy while having your kitchen smell like fried pig fat for a few days.


PS: Go to THIS

Gassy, Painful and Generally Unpleasant.

Do sex and food go together? Check out this video.