May 13, 2011
Gyropolis
2325 W. 90th Street
Bloomington, MN 55431
http://www.thegyropolis.com/
952-746-2091
I used to hate Gyros and I can thank summer Bible camp for that.
My sordid history regarding gyros
During the majority of my childhood summers, I attended a week-long, Christian Bible camp in Amery, Wisconsin. As a special programming activity, one evening’s dinner was transformed into a foraging experience. Our dinner was dissected into separate elements and we had to walk from station to station to accumulate elements of our meal. We were forced to wander around the camp in search of our main entree at one station, soup at another, and so forth. At each stop, we earned a stamp on our faux passport.
For my first few years at summer camp, I looked forward to this dining event when it was internationally themed. The main entree station consisted of gyros filled with slimy, rectangular slices of mystery meat which I happily chased down with a churro. I found the gyros to be edible and more compelling than normal summer camp options, but never had the desire to seek gyros, until recently. One year, I was stunned when breakfast meant a single, pop tart-sized puck of ham/cheese/potato/egg on a plate.
As I grew older, I suspected budget cuts when our internationally themed, scavenger-hunt-for-dinner event was replaced by a mere scavenger-hunt-for-dinner. It was a deflating moment when I discovered that gyros were replaced with hamburgers, rice with tater tots, and churros with those vile, strawberry-flavored ice cream cups attached to small wooden spoons.
Campers wandered around the property and endured long lines at each station, only to collect burgers and tots with a passport.
Flash forward
These days I like gyros. In fact, I often crave them. My favorite version is from Gyropolis, located in Bloomington.
Spicy Gyro, $6.35
A gyro close-up
Small Greek salad, $2.45
Besides the freshness of the vegetables, I appreciate the light salad dressing. I am repulsed by ooey-gooey, artificially emulsified Greek dressings that reek of oregano. This version is light, tasting of no more than oil, vinegar, and a few herbs.
Gyropolis has helped me to re-define gyros. My only criticism is that, as far as I can tell, you must buy everything a la carte. So far, I haven’t found a better quality alternative and am happy to pay the slightly higher cost. If you have tasted a better gyro I would love to learn more about your recommendation.
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