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roza kitchen

This donër place is run by a Kurdish Turkish fellow who speaks excellent Japanese and good English. I had a doner plate with basmatti rice, my very favorite rice and a nice change of pace from Japanese rice. I chatted with a couple of local students who turned out to be Uyghars from western China. The food was very good, I'll be back. That's my bike helmet on the counter, I guess that wasn't where it belonged. This was my meal.