If you have read any of my previous blogs you know the following things: I love local, I think the best way to experience a new city is through their food, and I don’t judge a book (or in my case a restaurant) by the cover. My first venture out into the
Milwaukee epicurean realm was . Yes I am fully aware that this will now make
my fourth blog about gyros, but as I explained before
I freaking love these things. I also know
what you are probably thinking. “But HC,
gyros are not quintessential ‘ Gyro Palace Milwaukee fare’
and they don’t originate in Wisconsin.” Yup, I know.
But that’s what my stomach wanted, and I don’t argue with it, no point,
it doesn’t listen at all. This is not
the best looking restaurant, tucked away in a little strip mall on the south
side. The inside just has a walk-up counter and some booths, nothing special and not all together too inviting. I honestly didn’t mind, I was grabbing to-go
on my way to work anyways. So I ordered
a gyro and took it to the arena. Opening
it at my desk I was so excited. This was
the most meat I had ever seen on a gyro, ever.
It was tasty, the tzatziki meeting all of my qualifications; creamy with
just the right amount of cucumber mixed in.
There was so much to this “sandwich” that I left half of it for
dinner. Overall not a bad experience,
not the best gyro I’ve tasted, but definitely the most filling. Next time I will go some where a little more