Döner Kebab Alcarràs

It doesn't matter what you ask, it doesn't matter if you repeat it three times, it doesn't matter if you are clear and concise with what you want him to put in it. Because today, you will have dinner with what he thinks is good. He doesn't seem to care much about having you on the phone while he is shouting at someone in his native language, but I imagine that while I was describing to him precisely the content that he wanted my durum to have, he, while calling to his partner, must have been saying something like: "THIS BOY I'M TALKING TO SEEMS GOOD, NANO!!! BUT I'M SWEATING WHAT HE'S TELLING ME!!! PREPARE HIM WHAT COMES OUT OF THE EGGS!!!" And so friends, despite ordering the durum with which I dreamed of pleasing my palate, delicately choosing some ingredients and excluding others, I had to eat a durum with olives. The disappointment reached me through my taste buds. A feeling of sadness and helplessness took hold of me, but getting stronger, I continued with the crusade of continuing to eat that cylinder spoiled by the harsh flavor of olive fruit, knowing that at some point the taste of the cheese would hide it, and with this hope I reached the end, without at any time finding the appreciated dairy derivative. If you have arrived here after placing your order, you should know that you are not alone. I also tell you something, better this than a kick in the balls.