San Francisco- Thursday, March 31st.
I stand on the metal stairs that slowly move towards the beckoning blue sky. I can smell the food from the gourmet food truck vendors from Off the Grid. They gather at the Civic Centre every Thursday to become an extravaganza of food or an all out hipster pig fest whichever one chooses.
"Oh for the love of God man tell me what they are cooking!"- Deconstructed J. Peterman
I smell coffee filling the air making me want to sip it slowly so I might possibly go back to the office, hunker down and work. They hand me a warm chocolate croissant and a steaming soup bowl of coffee. Luscious cups of hot Vietnamese coffee are sold only on Thursdays.
"It will always be Burma to me Elaine." - J Peterson.
Natalie from distant Rhode Island and Denise from not so far away San Jose have come for the Sweet Potatoe Tater Tots. Alas the Vietnamese truck has "tottered out" and they have succumbed instead to an Asian Asade from Kung Fu Tacos. Seasons strips of succulent steak garnished with tender green cilantro and carrots topped with and Asian spicy salsa.
Natalie is staying at a hostel now and maybe never go back to Rhode Island after this. Now that she has discovered you can find food links on the internet the world is her oyster.
"Beware the seductive lure of the yam yam"- J Peterman
The Rib Whip
Jennifer and Kurt from the East Bay are chowing down on ribs from a pork spa that are dripping with BBQ sauce. Just the smell alone will never let them forget about this day.
Kurt spoke softly, or was it just whispers of wind in my ears?
"I don't think I'll ever be able to forget those ribs--ahhh. And most of all, I will never, forget today. Just the two of us, and we surrendered to temptation. And it was pretty damn good!" - Deconstructed J Peterman
3 Sum Eats with Chef Ryan Scott
I smell the Deep fried Mac n Cheese egg rolls that are deconstructed (whatever that means) like little crazy chunks of love. Rice Krispie Fried Chicken, Philly Cheese steak Dumplings and sandwiches the size of your fist make me wonder if Chef Ryan Scott is really alive or just a master chef from times gone by.
"And if you're undead I will find out about that too!"- J. Peterman
Kung Fu Tacos
The tacos are a tad smaller than usual but I wanted to savor every lingering bite. The veggies were tenderly marinated with onions and shitake mushrooms. The chicken was scrumptious and the roast duck quacked its way into my heart. Topped with a tangy curdling Asian salsa made you wonder if it was too good to be true!
"I fear my orgasm from food has left me unable to move Elaine" - Deconstructed J. Peterson
Oui Oui Macaron
Unfortunately I got there a little too late and some of the flavours were already gone. I managed to get a Red Velvet one to tease my taste buds. A soft crisp shell and moist chocolate chewy filling with tiny morsels of semi sweet chocolate on the shell.
Delicious unique flavors like: Salted Carmel and Almond Earl Grey Ganache lets me dream of days of sitting by the sea sipping tea on a blanket with a Fabio look alike.
"Do you know Elaine what happens to a butter-based frosting after six decades in a poorly ventilated English basement?"- J. Peterman
Off the Grid
Delightful, delicious yet definitely not a "hipster" function.
I cannot detect one ounce of pretension in their eyes. This food congregation is hip with nothing but great music to soothe their souls. Huge lines and comforting food from all around the world without leaving the block made these iPad wonder childen and myself smile.
"Then, in the distance, I heard the trucks. I began running as fast as I could. Fortunately, I was wearing my Italian cap toe oxfords. Sophisticated yet different; nothing to make a huge fuss about. Rich dark brown calfskin leather. Matching leather vent. Men's whole and half sizes 7 through 13. Price: $135.00.
The food from Off the Grid? Priceless!"- J. Peterson deconstructed.
Text and Images: Linda Seccaspina 2011
"Creative" Quotes by J. Peterman from Seinfeld
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