I once read in a guidebook that if you want the hottest advice on which restaurants and bars to visit, you should ask the taxi drivers.
During the years, this has led me to ‘the hottest club in New York’ which turned out to be a (closed) gay bar, ‘the best place to go out in Vegas’, which might actually have been ok if you were a man looking for strippers and cheap lap dances, and ‘the best shopping in Bangkok ‘which was a small dirty shop where they sold fake gemstones.
Despite the previously somewhat limited success rate, I anyway listened closely, when the taxi driver in Antalya told me about a great local kebab restaurant, noted the name and convinced Poul to give it a try.
For once I actually agreed with the taxi driver; the food was delicious and the restaurant was busy and full of locals, even on an everyday night.
I got an Iskender kebab, which is kebab on a bed of cube-cut bread with spicy tomato sauce and yogurt which tasted very Turkish in a good way. By mistake Poul ordered a very strange looking dish, but it also turned out to be quite good.