This is my adaptation of a relatively new street snack, usually found in takeaway joints around Taksim Square in Istanbul, and designed for consumption when you are drunk. It’s a kind of slider, except the sauce is not inside the bun but all around it.
When I first tried islak, I asked the shopkeeper what was in the sauce. He said it was a trade secret. I hung around for a while, and soon saw him pouring the fat that had collected under his döner kebap rotiss