This kebab shop has saved my drunk ass on an occasion or two. Positioned so conveniently next to the 24-hour backpacker pub Scruffy Murphys, it serves the best schooner-soak up grub around. Queue up, slurrrrrrrr your order, watch the lightening quick hands in amazement, manage to catch the roll they chuck at you, somehow make correct change, stagger to the left (or shuffle to the right), peal paper back with delighted carelessness, sink teeth into delicious kebab. BAM, you're sorted. Whether it's your first night's feed, or the unnecessary second dinner, I suspect you'll be happy to be feasting. And because no good street food experience is complete without a trashy little curb sit, pull up some asphalt and make yourself comfy. Your body will thank you for the refuel. That is, if it isn't too busy cursing you. read more