What is true love? Is it a couple that has been together for 50 years? Or perhaps a mother seeing her child for the first time? Friends, I have witnessed true love, and can safely say that it is neither of these things. No, friends, true love is between a gyro man and his gyro.

Meet Gyro Man. Gyro Man grew up in Budapest but fell in love with a Tibetan girl raised in India. After many years together, they birthed the most delicious gyro I have ever tasted, combining meat-grilling techniques of Hungary with an assortment of Indian spices. However, the set of ingredients only begins to explain why this gyro rises above all similar gyros in the mean streets of Hungary. The secret ingredient is love–love that Gyro Man puts into every painstaking layer of his gyro, which is neatly wrapped in a lightly toasted pita bread. Each bite contains hints of a mixture of flavors which tantalize every organ in your body and soul, leaving you craving a second stomach just so you can consume one more. Friends, I did not have a second stomach, but I ate a second one anyway. And it was delicious. Hat tip to you, Gyro Man. You are my gyro hero.