Showing posts with label the yucatans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the yucatans. Show all posts

Monday, 11 January 2010

The other Yucatan

This is our last day in the Yucatan so rather than go to the beach I've spent a very happy half hour trying to find a picture of a pub in North East London I've always been too intimidated to go into. Here you go:Tramping up and down Stoke Newington High Street on Google streetwalker is brilliant: a virtual reality collaboration between Richard Scarry and Ken Loach chockful of afternoon drinkers, white baseball caps, prams and roaming schoolkids. The only suprise was the absence of a middle aged man in a Celtic top gently swaying outside the pub. I naively assumed they kept a full squad of them on retainer.

Sadly the photo doesn't show the Yucatan's convention-shattering use of outside pub tables as indoor furniture, which gives the place a particularly rough and ready/actually just rough vibe.

Two doors down is the Best Turkish Kebab shop. This is not just a clever name: it's the home of the best doner kebab in Stoke Newington and therefore feasibly the best doner kebab in the world. They make their own doner roll on the premises: when it first goes on it weighs 1/4 of a ton.
A quarter ton of slowly rotating meat is an arresting sight so I have great sympathy with this man, caught for eternity in the hypnotic tractor beam of the 'bab. So there you have it: there's a pub in London called the Yucatan and its near a good kebab shop. This is a picture of a kebab from the Mexican Yucatan (note use of Pineapple):

And this is a video I found on youtube while I was writing this post. I think it's brilliant.