Today was the day Steve From Work and I set out for the urban street food truck experience!
Out of the door and on the street all alone
There are your food trucks in the circle. While we were there this street was not any less deserted. I was expecting lines! Hubub! Rats eating scraps! Cupcakes! I found none of these things. (The cupcake truck had technical difficulties and stayed home.)
Instead of the cupcake truck we found the Pi pizza truck. You couldn't find two more disparate interpretations of the food truck experience.
Together, more or less in line
Here is the high-tech Pi pizza van:
...with its high tech PiPad:
Right behind it we had the low-tech falafel wagon:
I preferred the ambience of the falafel wagon, myself. And, while I enjoyed the falafel, oh, mygod, they had naan chips.
Truckin. Got my naan chips cashed in.
Naan chips are hot salty things, somewhat like Pita chips but with an edible texture and flavor.
My falafel photo did not do it justice. Steve went with a chicken / falafel mix, while I opted for the classic. Of course, since mine was all vegetarian I expected to be a little like a hush puppy sandwich, but it wasn't. Perhaps there's a lot of protein in chickpeas? It had a marvelous sauce.
Of course, Pi pizza is all cornbread cornMEAL (sorry) and tomatoes and cheese. On the down side, hi-tech Pi van? Seriously, you don't carry water? The falafelmen had a cooler full of water.
Best thing about the food truck lunch? Later in the day, I told Steve to ask me how I was feeling.
"Okay. How are you feeling?"