Prime Kebap, Friedrichstr. 100

Hello again, Döner Fans. I hope this finds you on top form! Those of you who are familiar with Berlin will no doubt have passed through the throbbing transport hub that is Friedrichstraße train station, and will know that, on a typical Friday evening, all manner of life can be observed there. Yes: delinquents, ne’er-do-wells, ragamuffins… They all congregate in this bustling central hotspot to start their evening. And in true Berliner fashion, an assortment of late-night eateries have also sprung up to cater to the meaty needs of the late-night reveller. I could tell you about Bier’s Currywurst shack under the railway arches, where one can buy a tissue-full of Berliner Currywurst along with a 210€ bottle of Moët & Chandon with which to wash it down. Do not ask me why the two are sold in conjunction. I do not know. Anyway, it was while on a late-night quest to buy groceries from the local Rewe that I stumbled upon a kebab hut whose aromas were so tantalising that I could not help but approach. I give you Friedrichstraße’s finest döner emporium: Prime Kebap.

The Prime Kebap hatch, precariously close to the Rewe black hole

I am not sure if you are meant to pronounce ‘Prime’ as in English or as in Italian (though Italian would be slightly pretentious). Located slyly at the entrance to Rewe City, Prime Kebap offers the vagrant diner a fine choice of fresh-looking salad and kebab meat. I took a chance and ordered a döner, and the gentleman proceeded to lash his sauces into a hunk of bread and then bestrew it with onions and kebab meat. Not wishing to miss any of the nightly revelry, my photographer and I parked ourselves on one of the sticky, white benches outside the hatch to enjoy our gains. It was, I have to say, a very satisfactory kebab experience, with ambience provided by the busking saxophonist nearby, the drunk students and the late-night Rewe shoppers, who are always a sight to behold. The kebab was a little pricy for what it was, but that is what one must accept in Friedrichstraße. The only downside was the glaring absence of Moët & Chandon to wash it down. We settled for some Jules Mumm instead.

Prime Kebap, nestled in a pair of manly hands


Service: 3/5 (slightly bored-looking)

Atmosphere: 4/5 (bustling)

Price: 2/5 (a bit pricey)

Taste: 3.5/5 (quite nice!)

Photography courtesy of A. P.