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The following posts have been split into separate threads: On The Fly (Miami Danny) Fojol Brothers (goodeats) Korean Food Cart (Yellow) (synesthesia) Korean Food Cart (Flames) (SVT) Food Chain DC (squidsdc) Ali Baba's Falafel Food Cart (stickmoon) Metro Halal Food Cart (cheezepowder) Korean Food Cart (White) (B.A.R.) Choupi Crepe and Waffle Cart (cheezepowder) Sauca (monavano) Red Hook Lobster Pound Truck (goodeats) Eat Wonky (goodeats) Bada Bing (goodeats) Pepe (Bart) NY Express Food Cart (daveo) Fasika (Tweaked) Urban Bumpkin BBQ (Rhone1998) Rebecca Ethiopian (hoosiereph) Burgorilla (squidsdc) The Orange Cow (Pat)
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What's the word on this place? Read a blurb about it in Washingtonian - anyone a regular? How do you order your burrito (heard there was a special way, kinda like In-N-Out Double Double Animal Style)? How does it compare to Mixtec (which, IMHO, is the best take-out burrito in the city)? Apologies if there is a post about this somewhere, didn't find one... Thanks! -
Just figured I'd start to gather info on food trucks in the Baltimore area: We have the Kooper's Chowhound Burger truck There is now a cupcake truck that tweets from mostly Baltimore county - Iced Gems There is the taco truck on broadway in Fells point. Last night, I passed an ice cream/milkshake and sundae truck called Miss Twist. So far I only know she's at the Locust Pt fire station 9pm most nights. The ice cream is soft serve, no dipping, but I had a nice black and white. -
"You like onions?" I'm standing in front of James McLaughlin today at Howard University, watching him ladle me up a cup of chicken dumpling soup. I had just come from one of the three Coco Bread carts near the School of Business, and Mr. McLaughlin's Food Cart was my last stop. After this, I'll have visited every establishment featured in the program "Neighborhood Eats," televised on WETA Thursday evening at 8 PM. I approached the food cart on the corner of 6th Street and Howard Place, and saw a man quietly going about his business, a senior citizen. We nodded hello, and I asked, "Are you Mr. McLaughlin?" He looked at me in a guarded way, and said, "Yes." I introduced myself, and said "I heard you're going to be on TV this week." He then smiled and became animated. 'Oh! When is that going to be?' We began chatting about the show, and then I mentioned that I'd like to buy some lunch. I had heard he sold soups that his wife makes, and he walked me around to the side of the food cart, where he had three different vats of soup. Chicken and dumplings, that was the one for me. He grabbed a paper coffee cup, opened one of the vats, and began ladling in some soup. "You like onions?" "Sure..." "Good. That's how I like mine. It really brings it to life," he says, spooning some diced raw onion on top, sticking on a lid, and handing me the cup. We chat some more. "I've been working at this same cart for 35 years." Before that he was across campus selling ice cream out of a truck. "When did you first come to Howard?" "1968." "Why did you come here?" 'I had a gas station on Benning Road. They burned it down in the riots. So I went out and bought a truck, and I've been here ever since.' In the meantime, a couple of younger girls come up, relatives or friends of Mr. McLaughlin, and overhear us talking. It's time for me to go, and as I'm walking away, they ask me again when the show is to be aired. "8 PM this Thursday night." 'Good. I'll make sure not to watch it - I don't want to see his face any more than I have to!' She's laughing. I get into my car and flip open the lid of the soup. Driving away down Georgia Avenue, I take a sip, nod my head, smile to myself and think, 'Good call on the onions, Mr. McLaughlin.' -
I just had a better meal than I had any right to have. An hour ago, I was sitting on the inner loop in stop-and-go traffic; fast-forward to 3:05 PM ... having just parked, bought a ticket, and finding a free second to think about eating, there's the boarding call, as I'm standing in line to buy a banana. This has been my go-to blueberry muffin kiosk for longer than I can remember, but in this dire situation, I saw that they had - sitting atop a compost heap of junk food - very credible looking Jamaican Vegetable Patties ($2.50). I ate one as I was towing my suitcase down to the track, and it was pretty decent - an otherwise-standard version, brought to life by an invisible dobbing of Matouk's hot sauce, I wonder if these might be purchased from that Jamaican wholesaler down on New Hampshire Avenue near Piney Branch Road. Just the right amount of food to tide me over until tonight, as I now sit happily working away in the quiet car, with the only noise around me the wheels on the track, and the rush of WiFi through the air. #win
