in Krakow, on a day with a big lunch, we opted for a light, easy supper: a shared chicken doner sandwich around the corner from the hotel.
into the pita went a reasonable amount of shaved chicken, a whopping amount of cabbage, some tomatoes/onions, and a mixed sauce of yoghurt and "hot" that looked like 1000 island dressing.
"wow," i thought, "that's a lot of cabbage."
happily, given that there was still room in the pita, he topped it with some more chicken. that made me happy.
and then on top of that went another whopping amount of cabbage. it was done before i could say anything. but look! more tomatoes, onions, and sauce that i hoped tasted better than it looked (it did).
and more chicken! hurrah! i'd like to have that first bite be chicken, even though i thought he was out of room. oh no! ANOTHER giant whopping amount of cabbage! how does it fit?
and after more tomatoes, onions, and sauce, he actually was done this time.
it was good, if not a bit cabbage-y. and i learned that night that cabbage is a diuretic.