Currywurst for me comes from my time in Vienna: a hearty street meat sausage, sliced, juicy and steaming, semmelbrot beside, dusted with curry powder.
I have to presume they do this dish different in Berlin, as what arrived to the Opaque Dancer and I was a box loaded with stringy fries and a sausage covered in a curry sauce not quite thick enough to be called a paste.
A beer shared carried us deeper into the night. In that regard, I have fond memories of this place, but I doubt I’ll go back when the price tag is triple what I would pay for streetmeat of similar quality.
No idea how it’s namesake holds up, my previous experience of döner being a hand sandwhich wrap the size of my head eaten on the banks of teh Naschmarkt), but the restaurant seems to fit well into Kensington’s spine, despite my misgivings and erroneous expectations.
Otto’s Berlin Döner
256 Augusta Ave, Toronto, ON M5T 2L9