because it sort of counts in beauty pageants.
Another weekend, another missed opportunity to cook lunch for the next day. So off to a food truck we go!
| so where is the 51st state? The TL? Haight Street? Forest Hill Station at midnight? Or is it somewhere metaphysical, like the heart... now I'm thinking of Captain Planet. |
Plus: the guys served up my Brunswick Stew quickly, perfect for crunchy lunch times at the office.
Superplus: the cashier called me "Miss" instead of "Ma'am." Not that I get militantly loud when somebody calls me ma'am, I just think it's a bit early to be ma'am-ed at the tender age of 24.
Now the actual food...
| Brunswick Stew... looks small but is deceptively filling |
Can't really go wrong with ham, chicken, sausage, and bacon, and that's just the meat! Corn, potatoes, tomato broth, and green onions... the stew had this incredible smokiness, like a drinkable BBQ. It was so good that I forgot to eat my bread with it. Why can't I make stew like this!?
Anyways, try 51st State for yourself. But check the website because this truck roams a different beat each day.
Note to self: must remember to try dessert.
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