My St. Petersburg – Kreuzberg Döneria (doner kebab shop)
Lilija had told me something about Kreuzberg, and they also have a vegetarian burger. And on the way from the fortress to the car she said “that’s the shop that I mentioned”. I no longer knew what she meant, only something about Kreuzberg. Today we wanted to drive through the city as testers anyway and, also to pose next to monuments. So at the end, off to “Kreuzberg Döneria“, that’s the shop’s name. Something that would sound forced in Berlin, is forward looking here. Kreuzberg is hip.
She asked the first time why the shop is called Kreuzberg. The answer: That’s a district in Berlin. Nah, who would have thought that? We didn’t get any further today, did not penetrate this secret; we simply forgot to ask again. – One might think, a Petersburg native was once in Berlin….
And Döneria, burger? “That’s what I meant, doner kebabs aren’t burgers”, Lilija said. I should try that, it’s vegetarian after all.
So, what’s available? Four standard doner kebabs and salad. Two different types of bread. Drinks: no kwas, no non-alcoholic beer. But Club Mate, because we’re in the ghetto in Kreuzberg. But that’s fine, I now have one shop in Odessa and one in St. Petersburg where I can get Club Mate if I truly need it.
Yes, it tastes good. I had too much well intended sauce, and how could it be any different for Thomas, of course I splattered. “It can happen.” says the teacher. But everything fit, the salad, the sauce and surprisingly, the falafel as well. I was very sceptical about this beforehand and was afraid of getting a flat frozen thing like the ones in the Berlin Turkish places. But no. Really, it doesn’t exactly match our top guy in Berlin on Rankestraße, but who can? No really, major praise, very good. They aren’t identical so I think homemade, as they should be. Both falafels cost 420 rubles, about 7 Euros. Petersburg costs less.
The shop interior is somewhat plain; benches, sit, eat and leave. Internet of course. And Russians must always have something old hanging on the wall. They should if they think it’s attractive. There’s also a toilet, important due to the splattered sauce. I could wash my hands.
Now, it’s somewhat troubling for a true Berliner. Or East meets West. When a Russian used to go to Berlin, when the fence was still around, he headed to Alexander Platz, Always Alex, and no further. Now going as far as Kreuzberg is enough. The shop is called Kreuzberg Döneria, the logo is the TV tower. The silly tourists in Berlin would certainly think this is chic.
But there’s also a major minus point. The plates on which the food is served here are for one-time usage, plastic. Very Turkish, the only thing missing is aluminum foil, but completely unnecessary. Plain, white porcelain plates would do the trick, and over time also lower costs for the shop. On top of it all, there’s a 40 rubles charge for the plate.