Mita sina sanoa?

In Wednesday's sanomat I saw the picture and article about Pizza Enrico. I couldn't read all of the article but I got the impression from the photo that either Colonel Sander's grandson wearing a gold lamé jacket was visiting Helsinki while drunk or that lounge singers were making a comeback. I was partly right :)

Meet the boys from Vantaa who are Pizza Enrico. The joke is that most, if not all, the pizza kebab joints in town are owned and operated by Turkish guys. The same is true in Boston except they seem to be Pakistani, but I digress. What started out as a joke has apparently mushroomed into a full album. They also take a bit of glee from ribbing the Turks on their bad Finnish by making flagrant use of it on the website and in the lyrics. :) After listening to the Club Mix of Mita sina sanoa? I find that I have a sudden craving for kebab. You'll laugh! You'll cry! You'll kiss far too many euro good-bye!