Partly because it's a very balanced meal
Give it a good lamb basting.
Well, it is more of a rap really.
He used a gyro-copter.
They get a gyro’s welcome.
I haven’t seen you since last gyro!
A super gyro
When Harry Met Salad
What About Ke-Bob
Cumin to America
Weekend at Bearneaise II
Steakin I, II, & III
A Few Good Salmon
You’ve Got Kale
Shawshank Re-Dim Sum
Romancing the Scone
An Éclair to Remember
Roman Hollandaise
Glazed and Confused
Bill & Ted’s Eggcellent Adventure
The Evil Bread
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang Shrimp
Fondue the Right Thing
Ribeyes Wide Shut
Mignons
Plante of the Grapes
Spider Manchu
Sushis All That
A Wok to Remember
Marsala-la Land
Apocalypse Cow
Die Chard
Die Chard with a Vinaigrette
Hogan’s Gyros
The Sand Latkes
A League of their Macaroni
Revenge of the Curds
Rush S’More
Braising Arizona
Demolition Ham
10 Things I hate About Ewe
Saladin
Oliver and Com-penne
Dirty Rotten Chanterelles
Sex and the Satay
The Truth About Cats & Hotdogs
Morella Enchanted
Provolone Together
Clear and Pheasant Danger
The Big Chili
Lémon: The Professional
Ava-Tartare
Hocous Pocous
High Fi-Deli Meat
Madagascargot
The Fifth Elementos
Muensters Inc.
There’s Something About Rosemary
I Am Ham
Quiche Lorraine Man
Barley & Me
Lentil Giants
Peggy Soufflé Got Married
Face Stroganoff
Con Gruyére
Fast Times at Porridgemont High
Bok Choys in the Hood
Papillonion
Requinoa for a Dream
Serial Cardamom
Because it's the gyro Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now.
Fiancé: where do you want to eat?
Me: well there's the mcdonalds and the currency exchange over there
...
We can get a euro.
She just walked away.
Falawful
I said it was nice but it was a little Spartan inside.
David Bowie is reported to be opening a pop-up one time food stand next Saturday in Santa Monica. There will be Gyros, but just for one day.
I falafel.
Today, my dad and I went to a restaurant that we've never been to before. It mainly sells gyros and other foods of the sort. I could tell my dad was unsure of what to get, so he told me to order by saying, "You go first... This is all Greek to me."
Me: Thanks for the Gyro
Dad: Gyro welcome
My husband is the punniest person in the world, a sample of his humor:
I was eating in a Middle Eastern restaurant when I heard a loud noise, "kabob, kabob", I falafel my chair, there was a double hummus side at the next table. I didn't try to be a gyro, then a shawarma police rushed in.
My mom decided to get a gyro, and in the process of eating it, some of the cheese fell on the table. Dad said we shouldn't worry about it. "Why not?" "Because it isn't real."
At this point we still had no idea what was coming. "Why isn't it real, dad?"
"It's Counter-feta."
My sister and I were getting gyros at a local Greek place, and she made a comment about the "lamb sauce" on the rice. I pointed out that the sauce had no lamb in it, so it doesn't make sense to call it lamb sauce.
Her: "I guess you're right. I didn't call it lamb sauce because it's made of lambs. I called it that because it goes on the lamb."
Me: "So it's a criminal?"
