
The Ali Baba Kebap Haus, just up the steps from the Gaugass, is arguably one of the best (if not the best) döner places in town*.
And if only for the fact that they cater for the local geriatric population who think that they’re looking for something, have forgotten what it was they were looking for and WTF am I doing in this room in the first place.
(Not from personal experience, of course. No, no, no…)
Or for those folks with a short attention span – Oh look, there a rabbit!
So just in case you’ve forgotten that they’re on vacation, they’ll tell you that in the first window, you’ll have forgotten by the time you get to the door, so they’ll give you another nudge .
And another one 1 meter further on.
*They actually came in 4th by a paper-thin margin behind Ilayda in Hechtsheim according to a survey in the local rag and when I read it, a bell went off in my cranium.
“Ilayda” is a Turkish name, meaning “water fairy” or “goddess of water” and reading it transported me back over 20 years.
One of the Key Account managers in my team was Aylin, a young woman of Turkish heritage, smart as and an absolute delight to work with. When she told me that she was expecting a baby, I was mightily pleased, but at the same time disappointed that I’d lose her from the team.
But I got to know Ilayda from the get-go.
Aylin once asked me if I’d like to feel her moving (which I did, very diffidently) and it became a regular occurrence.
As in “jb, I think she’s going to be a football player. Oof! Come and feel!”
And then she was there and Aylin brought her into the office and gave her to me to hold straight away, saying “Look, she’s smiling at you! Of COURSE she’s smiling at you – she’s been listening to your voice all this time. She KNOWS you.”
Warm fuzzies etc even today.
Looked her up on Linked In the other day.
There she is, studying Applied Biology at University.
How cool
Kebap?