We don't have food trucks in Boston. Apparently this is a travesty because there is a huge movement underway to bring food trucks to the city.
And let me just state for the record, that if they DO unleash a mobile caravan of epicurean establishments - I will NOT be buying. Because, while I CAN admit to frequently buying croissants from a street cart in NYC, I could not actually buy prepared food from a truck.
First of all, they pre-cook the food and then it just SITS there. FOR HOURS.
Secondly, there is no place for them to wash their hands. What if the cook sneezes, or scratches his ear?
And don't talk to me about Purell, I get that it kills germs, but they're still THERE - they're just dead.
"Excuse me, would you like dead germs with that?"
Anyway, there is an incredible proliferation of food trucks of every sort in New York - from the aforementioned croissants to sausage & onions or hotdogs to trucks offering Halal food (think kosher but for arabs.)
Now back at Blogher, one of these Halal trucks caught my eye. You see, there are two halal trucks on the corner of 6th Ave and 54th St - one on 6th Ave, and one on 54th St and the interesting thing is that while the truck on 6th Ave has a steady line of 2 or 3 customers, the one on 54th St has a constant line of 30-40 people.
I kid you not.
So one day as I was walking back to the hotel I noticed this phenomenon and I thought the obvious, "The guy on 54th street must put crack cocaine in the halal."
And then I had an epiphany.
If you were keeping to a Halal diet, what would be even BETTER than crack cocaine?
That's right baby!
I'll give you odds that that halal truck is sneaking bacon into their chicken, rice and salad kabobs and there are thousands of muslim people eating out of the back of that truck three times a day, shoveling bacon-laced food into their mouths going, "Praise Allah, This is the best damn halal meal I have ever fucking eaten."