27 Kebab House

27 Kebab House

Where:
27 Kebab House
Shop D-E, G/F, 27 Hollywood Road
Central, Hong Kong
(It’s really more along Cochrane Street though)

Phone:
+852 2795 2727 (not sure why you’d call them though – maybe if you were super drunk, in a gutter and desperately trying to bargain with them to bring you a kebab)

Price:
It’s hazy, but I think it was around HKD58 for a doner?

The deal:
I googled for more background on 27 Kebab House and a few reviews claimed that this is a ‘healthier’ kebab than other kebabs in HK.  Which is exactly why I went to 27 Kebab House the other night.  Or is that morning.  Except fuck no, a kebab is never a healthy option and we went there because we’d tumbled out of a club (after sippin’ on some bub), it was 4am, Paisano’s (pizza place) was closed and we needed some Vitamin G(rease) to absolve us of our previous drinking sins.

Then the pandemonium started around us.  We started as a party of four just ordering some doners and chicken shish and then all of a sudden a throng formed around 27 Kebab House.  The line was four deep, everyone pulsing and shouting doner demands at the staff.   My friends were getting rowdy, with random shouts between mouthfuls of kebab such as:

“I HAVE NEVER EVER BEEN HAPPIER”

GET IN MY LIFE, MR KEBAB”

“IF YOU WERE IN MELBOURNE, YOU WOULD MAKE ALL THE MONEY AND HAVE THE BEST KEBAB IN MELBOURNE – BUT WE CALL IT YEEROS”

and the lone voice of madness “OK GUYS – HOW ABOUT IT, THIS IS JUST A PIT STOP – LET’S KEEP GOIIIIIING”.

We are old fucks though, so we wiped ourselves clean and slid away into the morning.  My solid nomming friend summed it up best with the two text message she sent the next day regarding her kebab experience:

Message #1:  “Thanks for buying me the best kebab OF MY LIFE!!”

Message #2 (2 hours later):  “Yeah, I just remember sitting on that seat doing nothing, and you ordered, paid, put chips in front of me and demanded “Where is my friend’s Chilli Chicken!!??” Then magically you handed it to me and I macked it.  I couldn’t even talk, I was so happy”.

Artist’s rendition of my friend macking her kebab:

selenabaguette

Then again, this is a girl who once slapped a McDonald’s burger and fries out of her husband’s hands while declaring “THIS IS BULLSHIT”, fries flying everywhere, when he’d been sent to buy a kebab and he’d returned with the wrong fucking food.  Note:  When he woke up in the morning, all the fries and burger were gone.

As the song goes “In good times and bad times, I’ll be on your side forever more – that’s what friends are for”.  To make your Chilli Chicken appear when it gets lost in the doner queue at 4am in Lan Kwai Fong.  Friends 4 lyfe.

The verdict:
FUCK YEAH.

5 Comments
  • Daniel
    Posted at 23:18h, 09 June Reply

    Indeed, that place is so great, not only at 4am after a heavy night out! Love it.

    • sgtnoms
      Posted at 22:53h, 10 June Reply

      I’m like a vampire…have never been to 27 Kebab House unless it’s under the cover of darkness. Such a fuck yeah though!

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