Fotoeins (Food) Friday: Dönerteller (Döner plate)
It doesn’t matter where I am: the craving for Döner never ceases, even if I’m on the other side of the big eastern pond. I’ve got thinly shaved slices of Döner meat drizzled with garlic- and chili-sauce, served with fries, mixed salad, and Sauerkraut, accompanied by a cool yogurt Ayran, and finished with a “türkisches Tee” (Turkish tea, not shown). I devoured this beautiful meal at City Kebap at the southwestern corner of Theaterplatz (on Dingelstedt Strasse) in Weimar.
Thanks to Weimar Tourism, Thüringen Tourismus, Germany National Tourism Board for access to places and activities in the city; and to Dorint Hotel am Goethepark for a comfortable and welcoming stay. I made the photo above on 30 April 2015 with the Canon EOS6D, EF 24-105 f/4L zoom-lens, and the following settings: 1/125s, f/4.5, ISO4000, 28mm focal-length. This post appears on Fotoeins Fotopress at fotoeins.com as http://wp.me/p1BIdT-7nU.
4 Responses to “Fotoeins (Food) Friday: Dönerteller (Döner plate)”
I think anyone who has ever tried Döner will crave for it 😀
The Döner Teller I always prefer with rice, somehow I am not anymore into french fries as I used to in earlier years.
Many Döner places also offer the drink “Papa Türk” which bascially not only taste good and refreshing but also remove any bad breath from eating Döner!
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I cannot stay away from Döner. I prefer rice over fries as well. Frankly, I’m not a huge fan of potatoes (given my parents’ southern China background), but the Dönertute is kinda fun: a paper bag in the shape of a cone filled with fries, slices of Döner meat, and sauce. The aftertaste is another matter entirely!
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I truly believe Döner is like a drug. When I was living in Finland I was craving for Döner so much that it was the first food I always treated myself when arriving in Germany. I guess I should have tomorrow for lunch some …
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[…] The two highlights are the “bramble cocktail” and the “basil gin smash.” The latter is also called “gin basil smash,” or simply, basil smash, which I might have continued drinking all night – a new vice to go along with the mojito and the caipirinha. The bramble is suitably fruity, but that basil smash tastes like smooth liquid gold. What stops me from drowning in “gin smash” is the ever-present hunger for the ubiquitous Döner. […]
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