As I approached, the stench of tzatziki sauce, warm pita bread and charcoal blasted through my nose. Immediately following, a middle-age man said loudly, “How can I help you?” to which I replied, “I’d like a gyro with extra onions please.” He began making my food before saying, “That’s how you have to do it…with the onions, the sauce…the works,” as he laughed and smiled. We continued our exchange with me sharing that I was from Chicago and had ridiculously high standards for food. His response was, “We are based in Boston, but ya know, Chicago is where all of this started…that’s the best food in the world!” This time I smiled feeling as though this gentleman not only praised my beloved hometown, but he also managed to redeem the Big E in my slightly tainted
As I approached, the stench of tzatziki sauce, warm pita bread and charcoal blasted through my nose. Immediately following, a middle-age man said loudly, “How can I help you?” to which I replied, “I’d like a gyro with extra onions please.” He began making my food before saying, “That’s how you have to do it…with the onions, the sauce…the works,” as he laughed and smiled. We continued our exchange with me sharing that I was from Chicago and had ridiculously high standards for food. His response was, “We are based in Boston, but ya know, Chicago is where all of this started…that’s the best food in the world!” This time I smiled feeling as though this gentleman not only praised my beloved hometown, but he also managed to redeem the Big E in my slightly tainted