The Wrap Shack

The plusses for the Wrap Shack far outweigh the minuses. The plusses are that it’s open till late — up to about 4am on a Saturday morning. And that it’s bright yellow and blue. There are no minuses. Seriously, there’s nothing seriously wrong with the Wrap shack, and not a lot that’s really that right about it.
The bread’s a bit so-​so — a little doughy. And they definitely offer souvlaki and not kebabs (and I prefer kebabs, although I’d be hard pressed to define the difference).

The Wrap Shack falls between ‘Eek’ and ‘Meh’ for me, with a little bit of ‘Eugh’ thrown in for good measure. The reason? Its clientele. If you’re feeling a bit affection starved and hunger for at once a slightly dodgy kebab and a little unwanted attention The Wrap Shack is the place to go.
Located almost directly across the road from Richmond’s awesome Corner Hotel, The Wrap Shack is invariably packed. With imbeciles. Imbeciles who will grab your ass at the slightest provocation. Trust me when I say that this is a lowest common denominator kebab shop and if you don’t feel like souvlaki with a side of sexual harassment: go elsewhere.

Another business being kept alive by late night drunken Richmond folk, the Wrap Shack has decided to take it up a notch and offer a range of hot food til the wee hours.
Its no coincidence that the food being served is exactly what intoxicated stomachs crave. These guys know who their target market is, and cater to them with food worthy of their red eyes and pub change.
Don’t expect anything fancy. Its pizza by the slice, kebabs, souvlakis and hot chips that do a roaring trade. Don’t ask for a proper review of the food though, as I’ve only been here after midnight, and each time I’ve been in a state that renders my memory as useful as my appendix.