Dondal's Hotdog by Fatime

'One chicken gyro please!". As a tall, tan, brown curly haired man takes my money and order i turned around and browsed around searching for a seat next to the TV and window where you can soar through the busy street of central cars zooming from left to right.As I sat down by the TV hanging above my head I look onto the side and see a chicken and beef stand turning in a 360 degree slowly baking,crispy on the edges and still half baked on the inside but tender and soaked with flavors all around.While sitting down I'm patiently waiting but in the inside I'm dying a little every minute waiting for my chicken gyro.While waiting anxiously my eyes roam the little place and see other people with families or just business people eating their food pizza, hamburgers, tacos, roast beef etc.and thinking to myself what are these people eating their whole lives.If you've never had any type of gyro your absolutely missing out on food.As a man walks to the side with food ready im thinking to myself that it'll be mine.That feeling you feel  you know your foods coming up."Chicken gyro!".I stand up anxiously,got my food, and went back to my seat.As my mouth starts to get watery,napkins all over me on my lap,neck ,everywhere knowing you'll get messy.NOM-NOM as I took a bite that flaky,crispy,soft,fluffy,white and burnt spots on the pita bread.The chicken,oh my goodness every bite you take you fall deeper and deeper in love. The crispy edges of the meat and oh so tender so fragile it falls apart just by picking it up. The cucumber sauce flows perfectly cools everything down.Oweey,Gooey,cheese sauce dripping from the holes of the pita bread.This food has changed the way I eat.