Friday, June 09, 2006

Lamb Gyro

I’m obsessed. Every day I try to resist and every day I succumb. What is so addictive about the lamb gyro?

I used to go to Pita Pan café on my way home, and order the gyro pictured above, until I discovered a superior version at the cart located on 23rd Street between 5th and 6th. For $3 you can order a huge gyro stuffed with crispy meat, lettuce, tomato, white sauce and hot sauce.

They slice the meat off the skewer and grill it while you wait. The meat is crispy, the pita is fluffy, the sauce is mysterious and tangy (and I suspect contains heroin or nicotine, to lure me back day after day). The man tending the cart is delightfully friendly, and has already memorized my order.

In other news, World Cup mania has reached a fever pitch right here in my apartment, and Argentina doesn't even play until tomorrow. I suspect we'll be spending a significant portion of the weekend hanging out in bars (hopefully) shouting GOOOOOOOOOAL.


Blogger s'kat said...

I once had a beef gyro, and it simply wasn't the same. So much happiness in such a lovely little shell!

1:08 PM  
Blogger Kalyn Denny said...

Love the way that gyro meat is seasoned. Just fantastic.

2:21 PM  
Blogger Ashley said...

Naturally, you post this while I am off in the redneck wilds of backwoods PA, where if I even tried to inquire where I might get a gyro within a 100 mile radius, I would be laughed right out of the state. Sigh.

2:42 PM  
Blogger melissa said...

Okay, we must be having parallel weekends, because today I spent several hours at a bar watching soccer (for the first time in my life.) I had a burger though, no gyros.

10:51 PM  

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