What's your best fast food experience

Fast food - a culinary experience

Christoph Wagner, the long-time editor-in-chief of the Austrian edition of Gault Millau, wrote the beautiful sentence: "It doesn't always have to be hamburgers: oysters are fast food too!" The man is right. Especially in Brittany. In any case, you don't only get to know regional cuisine in local slow food restaurants. And you can not only feast in gourmet temples. Street food can be multicultural for the traveller's stomach. At least if he avoids the branches of the international burger and coffee chains and their always the same dishes.

I confess: I am a standl gourmet. “Show me your sausage and I'll tell you where you are!” Between Moscow and New York, between Iceland and Israel, local sausage roasters and falafel grills are reliable signposts and place-name signs for me. As you can hear, the excellent soup kitchens in Asia are not really familiar to me; a broad field still awaiting exploration. But this blog will probably also find its readers among travelers to Asia and I am always grateful for tips and hints on where to get the best pak choi soup in Beijing and the best Namkin in Dehli.

Looking through my photo box, I realized once again that I am not a food pornographer. You know what I mean: those contemporaries who always pull out their smartphone or travel camera and aim at their plate before the first bite. That even happened to me a few weeks ago in the soothing Tantris: at the next table two clunky middle-aged American women of Asian origin unpack their rhinestone-studded smartphones before each course and do food porn. Such images are rare in my data storage. Nevertheless, I have found a few memories that can be used as an introduction to a tip list “Where can you get the best local street food?”. Let's see …

Fast food in Franconia means: Zwaa-in-am-weggla

I am a Franconian. That is why every street food variant has to compete with the Franconian classic: with “Zwaa-in-am-weggla”, two Franconian sausages in a roll, a roll, a round piece, a roll or even better “on cabbage”. The best "Eizwiggde" are not available in Nuremberg, by the way, but in the often misunderstood Siemens city of Erlangen, more precisely at the butcher Brunner at Vierzigmannstrasse 11 or in one of his branches. And while you're already there, you could make a detour to nearby Eggolsheim, the only really relevant German whiskey distillery. Robert Fleischmann burns the "blue mouse" here. Slainthe!

Bavarian fast food: the white sausage

There is also a local sausage specialty in Munich that travelers can try as street food on every street corner: the white sausage. But is it really worth it? No says the Franconian. Did I already say that I am a Franconian? But that doesn't mean you have to avoid Munich. Because here, too, there is a stand at the Viktualienmarkt with very excellent Franconian sausages, the Schlemmermeyer. Just ask about the Pfister and then always follow the tangy sausage smell.

Viennese classics: fast food after the opera

Vienna is also famous for its sausage eaters. And notorious. The most famous stand - the Bitzinger next to the opera. After the opera ball, the penguins in full coat come here and have fun Boer skin or one Purulentwhose bulging bowels look particularly good on the ball gown. Only one thing is missing to bliss 16 mm sheet, a can of Ottakringer beer. But of course that’s available in the Würstelprater. There must be so much fool's freedom.

Berlin fast food is world famous

There is street food from all over the world in Berlin. The local favorite is of course the currywurst. And it doesn't have to be from Konnopke. Should the travel guide fuzzis stand in the long queue on Schönhauser Allee. My insider tip for a more than decent currywurst leads to the old west of the city, to Bier's Kudamm 195. It's just around the corner from the Hotel Bleibtreu, which is also recommended. And the currywurst tasted there even when West Berlin was still an island.

Fast food Eldorado in the east

Poland is an Eldorado for fans of down-to-earth and tasty street cuisine. In the milk bars from the time of real socialism and in numerous small bars and pubs there are wonderful pierogi, small dumplings filled with all kinds of meaty, fishy and vegetable offal. Never eaten pierogi with cabbage and mushrooms? Then it's time for one Trip to the poles - without Scott and Amundsen.

There is down-to-earth fast food in Latvia

Further east you get to the Baltic States. The street kitchen here is more down-to-earth, rustic, but no less tasty: vegetable soups, barley soups, milk soups, bread soups. Latvia is the soup paradise. What comes on the high table always looks a bit like it has fallen out of an old Breughel painting. You can eat wonderfully in the market halls that can still be found in all larger cities. The largest can of course be found in the capital. Traveler, if you come to Riga, go to the Central Market to eat. In the old and worth seeing Zeppelin halls - technical monuments for all friends of the old iron - you can get fish, fresh or dried, and of course the vodka that is absolutely essential.

That makes the transition to the next destination easy:

Icy fast food in Moscow

Moscow is like Poland and Latvia plus America, Italy and France. Moscow is and was above all the capital of a multiethnic state, so it is no wonder that the street cuisine is diverse. My last visit to Moscow was in winter. It was just too cold for food stalls. The Red Square was snowy and icy - which of course is only half the story, because while the traffic in New York regularly collapses with the first delicate snowflakes, in Moscow it is cleared that it is a joy. Before the snow reaches the ground, it is already being driven into town by truck. It is not easy to find snow and ice in the city center in Moscow winter. But that's only half the story, because the best ice cream is available in summer and winter in the GUM department store on Red Square. The best thing to do is to take the stand at the left side entrance directly from the seat and then just queue up at the back. Then you have the feeling of being in the old Soviet Union. An icy journey through time.

In Iceland they rely on local fast food

Thematically, it is also only a small jump from Russian ice to northern Iceland. In Iceland, the fast food market is firmly in Icelandic hands. At the snack stand there is Flatbrauð, a pancake made from rye flour with smoked lamb, or a crab sandwich with lots of mayonnaise on it.

But of course there are also hot dogs, the best at the snack bar Baejarins bestu right at the port. Bill Clinton is said to have been a guest there. Incidentally, McDonalds gave up before the Vikings' concentrated competence. Since 2009 there has been no “I love it” on the whole island. Icelanders are so ...

Country of origin of the most famous fast food chains

And again a cliff hanger is done: we are now in the USA, in the motherland and fatherland of the international fast food chains. Of course, there is not only street food from all over the world in New York. in the melting pot everything comes together: Asian soup cuisine and Italian pizza makers, Polish pierogi and French crepes.

The transition from street food at the stand to fast food in the diner is fluid. You should follow the various tips from Lonely Planet safely ignore it. The annually changing insider tips, in which diner Woody Allen regularly has breakfast, are just as useless as they are superfluous. Good burgers and bad coffee are available everywhere at low prices.

Fast food in Italian

Italy is not a country for classic fast food. But of course for a quick meal. Because Italy is pasta country and pasta goes quickly. And with fresh ingredients, they're always worth a sin. It doesn't take much: a few sun-ripe tomatoes, garlic and good olive oil are all you need. And then a decent coffee. In the espresso bar, of course. You can do it anywhere, from Milan down to Sicily.

Italy is the only country where I've never really eaten badly anywhere. Accordingly, it is difficult to give a specific tip. I want to make an exception. And that does not affect Italy, but Sicily, which hardly belongs to Italy any more like England to the EU. If you ever come to Syracuse - and you should - go to the Mercato Di Siracusa. Look for the Caseificio Borderi in Via Emanuele de Benedectis. If you are standing in front of a small shop with wonderful cheese and prosciutto and you cannot go shopping because the cartridge keeps telling you to try a little more from here and there and from there - then you are in the right place. There are also delicious tramezzini. Try it: this is what Italy tastes like. This is how paradise tastes.

Still room for improvement: fast food in Greece

And now something completely different. No not to fish and chips, not the British Isles. We stay in the EU now. Off to Greece. Greece is beautiful and the people are fantastic. But the cuisine is somewhere else. There is everything you can scrape off the grill. And with a lot of lemon juice on top it also gets a little taste, not a seductive one, but at least. Seriously: You don't come to Greece to eat. There are great vegetables in all gardens and fine spices in the private kitchens. I just don't know why they haven't found their way into the simple kitchen of taverns and Greek street food.

But it doesn't matter, because there is a profession that has achieved world renown in Greece on the mainland and on the islands of the Hellenes: the confectionery trade. Greece is the land of sweet messes. You can eat wonderfully if you start with dessert, then take a small dessert and top it off with a dessert. My favorite from Crete: Kataifi, angel hair, a sin in sweet. This is probably why it bears his name: "ka taifi" - no devil can resist him, the angel's hair. The best kataifi does Georgos Xatziparasxos in the middle of the old town of Rethymon. And that since 1967.

And that's enough for today. I can still think of some creperies worth visiting in Paris, in Brittany, in Bordeaulais, in Provence, in Alsace, in ... but regional street food is a never-ending topic for a finite blog. But which blog is infinite? But I'm always grateful for tips. Just bring it on. Comment bars are infinite.