After having a hectic day doing what I do and having to evacuate the building due to a fire alarm I was exhausted and famished. Leaving work the only thing that kept replaying in my head like a bad one hit wonder song was the fact that I was going to take off my shoes, socks and jump into bed.. just for a little bit.
Upon opening my eyes from my sweet two hour slumber I realized I was having a silent but futile fight with my stomach. I kept looking at what I could eat and really it was going nowhere. Then I had an epiphany, I really wanted a donair, I wanted to stay close to home and that was that.
I started doing my research about donair shops in my area and I vaguely recall one of my friends letting me know about a place called The Desert Pita. I did some extra research of course by typing in the name on Yelp to see if anyone else has had a donair there before, things are looking great, better than great, I am about to jump in my car and head out.
I grew up in the hood, the hood is my bread and butter (okay it isn't) but I did spend my entire life here so I can see why this area of the city might not be too comfortable with some people who are not familiar with it. I wouldn't say it is down right scary but it is dark and there are establishments around it I wouldn't be caught stepping foot in.
I saw the pub, I kept driving slowly, still not seeing a sign for The Desert Pita and getting worried I thought of the wrong place. I kept going a few meters further and there it was the front retail sign glowing like the welcome to fabulous las vegas sign, I was here and I was eager to see what I would be in store for.
The interior wasn't like anything I had in mind from seeing other donair shops in the city that I have been to. This restaurant could pass off as a subway interior with its custom camel design divider rails, quite a few tables and chairs to stay in and eat.
The menu was huge so while you are standing in line you can check out what they have to offer and how much it is going to cost you. Big clear glass windows above the vegetable trays so you can see the person working as they build your feat of a donair and further down an array of sweet delightful desserts that looked equally as delicious as what I was about to eat.
Greeted by a friendly gentleman who answered my question about sizing of the donairs by showing me the regular and the large which definitely helped me make my decision. I'm pretty easy going when it comes to donairs, I let him know I'll take the regular and you can put everything on it, no problem. He proceeds to let me know he has my order and can kindly go to the other end of the restaurant and check out. Excellent.
A few minutes later when my donair was done pressing in that grill/toast/something-ma-jigger machine I had my donair in hand and I headed out to my car. Driving, I could smell the donair like it was an irresistible perfume which made me want to eat it even more.
Finally, I'm home, my stomach is half happy at what I'm going to eat so I unwrap my donair and take the first bite....DELICIOUS....the donair meat was moist and plentiful with flavour, the vegetables as a whole were fresh and tasty meanwhile I could still taste it all individually and the sweet sauce they use..tres bien, just the right amount of sauce, not watery, not too thick just the perfect touch.
I think I found my new donair place. :D