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Went to dinner last night at this after-hours kebab stand. "We can eat on the car," AT said. I thought he meant in the car, but he meant on the car. You order; take a card with a number; a waiter with a corresponding number pinned to his shirt finds your car in the street, props up the hood with an upturned 7-Up bottle to make it level-ish, lays down some newspaper and plates and plates of grilled chicken legs, lamb skewers, roomali roti ("handkerchief roti", paper thin bread cooked almost instantly on a convex grill) and buttery, spicy soft goats' brains.


The nimble roti maker.


Mango juice on the car-top bar. Good w/ scrambled goat brain.


Electric cigarette lighter at a deli (or something like a deli). Flip the switch and the little metal coils eventually get glowingly hot.


Thumbs up for Thums Up soda.