In My Dreams, I Drive a Food Truck

Sometimes the food gods shine down on this semi-little beach town, and grant us with a slice of culture not normally found amongst our consistently uniform terra-cotta rooftops.

This weekend was one of those times.
Bored on a Sunday afternoon I did what I always do when I'm bored. I started surfing the net. It's kind of where I find the best things in cyber-life (and real life too, like when I found Hicksville Trailer Palace)

Anywhoo I stumbled upon the fact that Santa Barbara was hosting a Food Truck Festival, at that very moment! A magical place where food meets means of transportation, sprinkled with a dash of alcohol and general gluttony.
Basically heaven. I found my way there as fast as my feet could take me.

And it was just that. Foodie-heaven. Who knew they had fro-yo food trucks? I enjoyed my first banh-mi experience, dined upon some pommes frites with wasabi-mayo dipping sauce and washed it all down with some tasty Kalyra Chardonnay.

I encountered some characters that I dont think fall under the category of "5 people you meet in heaven" (were talking 70's porn-star dude, and a creepy lone cowboy) but in my opinion, they made the event that much more interesting.



Don't mind me, I'm just a cowboy creeping up into your pictures


3 comments:

lemongroveavenueboston | June 1, 2011 at 3:33 AM

i'm loving this food truck trend. i've also missed your posts! where have you been!?

juliebean | June 3, 2011 at 7:46 AM

I LOVE. This makes me miss California.. so.. damn.. much. #sad

Taj Acosta | June 8, 2011 at 10:31 AM

Sure now food trucks are all the rage, remember like 2 yrs ago though when they were a health hazzard cuz they were just taco trucks? ay! Yes I had to go there. lol! L.A. and it's snobs I tell you. Anyhoo, glad to hear from you and I hope to see ya round more often!! xo

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