When I left NJ 7 years ago, I did it with ease. It wasn't a problem at all. I simply walked with my hands in my pockets toward my gate with my parents behind me watching until the moment I made the turn out of their sight (and they probably continued staring for a while after too). Since I moved away from America there wasn't much that I missed. But I did miss... Junk Food! I'm not talking about sweets and potato chips. I'm talking about a Chalupa grande Supreme style, a cheese steak smothered in mayonnaise and hot peppers, a deep fried pizza, a chicken stuffed in a duck stuffed in a turkey, and that's just the start!
The real problem with my love for the occasional heart attack sandwich is not of any medical concern, its that I usually don't have anyone to share these experiences with. That first bite into a Taco Bell hard shell, where you sink your teeth in and think... "What is this?" and have no virtual clue to what may actually be inside. Priceless... But what do YOU think?! Well, on Thursday, I finished my 8th circle around the San Francisco Airport waiting for Noa and Uriel to come out of their terminal, luggage in hand, holding my growing-so-quickly nephew, Itamar.
Finally! Uriel! Someone as excited as me about the endless possibilities of food consumption known as America! Its going to be great introducing him to the the exotic tastes of arbitrarily placed food trucks. First, we'll eat at home...
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| The remains of our Mexican Corn and Sausage Dinner |
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| Anashe resting while we eat |
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| 11:00 AM ~ Los Gatos - Nice way to start your day (yes, that is a cheesy sausage egg sandwich in the back...) |
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| 12:05 ~ I meet Mr. Pickle and his sandwich. (In a World where sandwiches are illegal. The ostracizing of sandwiches has created an underground community of Hoodlum Pickles dealing with the sandwich black market... ) |
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| 15:30 ~ Coronas at Princeton Fish Market |
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| 15:40 ~ Clam Chowda! |
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| 15:50 ~ Fried Cod, Calamari, Shrimp, Scallops, and Zucchini served with Coleslaw. Wow... Cocktail and tarter sauce on the side. |
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| 16:20 ~ I meet Mr. Fish Hand |
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| 16:45 ~ We don't mess around when we're looking for new foods! |
Next day! Its time for San Francisco!
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| 11:20 ~ Breakfast! Beef and marinated pork tacos... Right off the truck next to the Gas Station. Eating these guys off of the trunk while pumping gas and changing Itamar's diaper (in a team effort with Noa and Uriel), And these tacos we're still a climactic experience. I guess if you're going to buy tacos off a truck, who cares where you eat and who's poop you're playing with, right? |
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| 12:30 ~ The rumors are true. "This IS a Tasty Burger!" |
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| 13:00 ~ I meet Mr. Gasoline. Its funny that people can actually put what ever they want in front of their store to attract customers. Surprisingly, this was not a Gasoline shop. I know, right? Weird... Well, it got my attention. |
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| 13:30 ~ Margaritas at Fisherman's Wharf. |
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| 13:40 ~ Nachos Supreme! Itamar staring disapprovingly at Uriel for taking part of our glutton mission. Amazing how nostalgic a hill of Tortilla chips, Guacamole, Jalapeno, cheese, and beef can be. |
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| 14:00 ~ I meet a fisherman that Fishes for Pizza. And cold beer and sandwiches, too! |
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| 14:20 ~ I get a drink from who seems to be Captain Morgan. The sign says LIQUEUR! |
Yes, I'm still coming back :-) But there is nothing like a $2.00 glass coke imported from Mexico!
There were a few more meals in these two days, but there are certain times that we cannot contain ourselves for long enough to take a photo. Our Chinese meal was finished before anyone could say... cheese!
Tonight we're off to a Cabin in Inverness up - two hours North. We'll hang out there for the Weekend and take a break from shovling commercial food into our stomachs :-)
How Far will this culinary adventure go?! Where do we stop?! Well, lets see if we can make it to Pork Belly... Oh, jeez... There is so much to do, see and EAT!
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