The glorious chicken fried chicken egg at the Odd Duck in Austin.
Delicious street food in Suzhou, China near Forest Hill Park. No idea what it’s called but it definitely had seasoned pork which I haven’t had in ages… I was quite naughty.
Incredible idea from Fresh Moves: take a school bus and refurbish as a moving produce market. Chicago rocks…
For lunch today: Roppongi dog from the peached tortilla truck in Austin. I can only show you half of it because I’ve already eviscerated the other with my mouth. It’s an all beef dog with pork belly, daikon carrot slaw, sriracha mayo & wasabi sesame seeds. Yeah, it’s a good lunch day.
The last supper… in Prague. After a night of much drinking and dancing, we stumbled into a recommended food truck serving schawarma into the wee hours of the night. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the hunger but this was the BEST schawarma ever. And kudos for me for taking this pic in focus.
For the third time since I’ve lived here I had the pleasure of fitting in a visit to the Lucky Puccia truck in downtown Austin. I say pleasure because it is rare that I have the time to take a long lunch and also because the Puccia often sells out before 1pm. Yes, these sandwiches are that good. I remember the first time I bit into the now legendary (in my mind) Lucky Puccia sandwich, and the memory is bathed in a glowing magical light and has what I can only guess are angels singing in accompaniment. Mind you I was at my (yes, awesome) but not magical desk at the time. That is what this sandwich does to me. So much so that I was in a giddy gleefulness by the mere anticipation of it’s consumption. I don’t know which of it’s component makes me this gleeful. Is it the prosciutto that melts like butter in our mouth? The chipotle mayo with just the right amount of spice? Is it the fresh Mozzarella slices? Or is it the fresh baked bread that surrounds it all? I don’t know, and I’m not going to try and figure it out, I’ll just be eternally happy to be able to nom it down.
If you are even in Austin this truck is a must, one I can’t wait to share with Gastrodamus, BB and the elusive Black Angus upon their next visit.