I have yet to find a more filling, flavourful and compact source of sustenance. I'm not a confrontational being but would challenge anyone who calls the döner kebab a 'junk' food.
A surprisingly delicate balance of crunch, slurp, sauce, spice and cream, herbs and aromas, hearty and fresh.
One can trace the delectable döner's origins back to the Ottoman Empire, and it was allegedly brought over to Berlin in the 70's by a certain Kadir Nurman, one of many Turkish migrant workers who came to Germany during this period. He set up a stall to sell his grilled meat and salad sandwich creations in West Berlin. Nurman's legacy continues to live on in every street corner döner-joint and comfort food dealer, in which döner maestros work their magic day and night, keeping Berlin satisfied and energised, until the next meal…
