The portions are so crazy. I think I might be dying, and I am a large man. The pork souvlaki on a bun could rival the size of the airplanes next door. So, needless to say, I just ate a 747 of meat. The pork is to die for. Literally. I think I'm dying. The meat sweats are plentiful. So happy I ate here with my wife. My wife knows I am not intimidated easily, but that souvlaki's got me dealing with meat PTSD, son. I give it a Five all day!!! Oh but heads up, they take cash only. They have an atm if you are cashless because you spent all your money on scratch tickets and mountain dew. We had cash though, because we are ballers who come prepared. The more you know ------*