During winter breaks, I used to host friends from Bates staying over at my apartment- worrying that they weren’t getting the best New York experience. Between each tour, I’d ask if they were hungry. One day, one of my friends replied exasperatedly, “We just ate 2 hours ago. My God, let me digest.”
I had just uncovered my secret obsession with food.
With neighborhood favorites including Italian rice balls and Russian chocolates and the fact that my father worked in restaurants- I think it certainly stems from my childhood. Now add wanderlust to the mix, and the concoction of the thrill of food trucks puts my tongue in heat.
So, I decided to volunteer at the Vendy Awards this year. They’re coordinated by the Street Vendor Project, a non-profit organization affiliated with the Urban Justice Center. which aims to develop community outreach. They were supposed to start at 12:30, but since I luckily got the part to help out (there were only 300 volunteers selected!), we were given free access, food truck goodies, snacks, and alcohol before they opened the lines to the public and V.I.P members:
- Couscous & grilled lamb sausage with casablanca sauce [left]; Korean beef bbq taco [right]
Since my shift started at 9 am, I didn’t get a chance to take a shot of each truck (plus, talk about 8 volunteers checking in 2,000 people at 2 tables for tickets!), so here are my favorites of whom I fortunately and finally got to sample:
Mexicue
Big Gay Ice Cream Truck
Korilla BBQ
Luke's Lobster
On the trip home:
And if this post isn’t a self-promoting story about nonsense, or maybe a conspiracy theory about veraciously voracious appetites,
I don’t know what is:
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