The Obsession Continues
It’s been 8 days now and my flu is still going strong. It’s a champion of a cold and I’m proud to call it mine. What strength! What determination! I have a feeling I will remember this one for a long, long time and I’ll be sorry to see it go. It was a cold and rainy day today and it didn’t make an exception for me on my walk home from work. I’ve been extremely hungry the past 2 days and I remember seeing a mom on TV or movie once say that you need to feed a cold. So tonight I went to Covina’s, a Spanish Tappas and Pasta place on Fitzroy Street and had myself some pasta. After leaving I still had some room in my belly so I figured I would walk down and get myself some desert. Where else would be better than Sunshine Kebabs!I went back to this kebabery after my last post and my old pal the Kebab *Nazi wasn’t there. Instead I got a stoned Persian guy who was very happy to see me and would shake hands with every customer that came in. I forgave his not washing his hands whilst preparing the food in compensation for his friendliness. I was able to get anything I wanted on my kebab with this young man let me tell you. Hummus, olives, garlic, you name it, but do you know what? My bearded friend from a few days before was better and tonight he was BACK. I got a felafel kebab this time, which he wasn’t as passionate about and let me get whatever I wanted on it. I wonder if he was a little disappointed in me in the fact that I didn’t get the mixed kebab again. I felt kind of ashamed that I didnt, especially as he looked over the counter at me with his sad eyes. The problem with going to Sunshine Kebab is the fact that it is in the dodgiest part of Fiztroy Street. It’s across the street from the Catwick Hotel, which is a run down hotel full of drugged out bums living on government handouts. In order to get to Sunshine you have to walk past several of these citizens who are just as run down as the hotel (or sidewalk in front of the hotel) is. They will ask you for money each way and if you don’t give them money they will often shout profanities at you. Not much of an incentive to give them money if you ask me. One toothless young man tonight asked me for 2 dollars when I passed him by, then actually came into the kebab shop and asked again, and then asked me a third time on my way back. The thing is I don’t think he remembered me any of the times. All in all I got my kebab though and it was good. So very good and my cold has fallen asleep as I type this to you now. Shhh, don’t wake it. It has a big day tomorrow.
Posted by in 10:06:26
Well done! GOOD Cold!