Food Truck Festival

This post comes a little late as I was preparing for my trip to Spain.

Last weekend, Hartford played host to a food truck festival behind the Wadsworth anthenium. About twenty trucks lined the street serving everything from hot dogs and burgers to arepas and tajine.

My friends and I perused the selection, debating the best way to sample the most variety. We settled on stopping at the gypsy food truck. After much deliberation over what kind of game meat, I choose the elk burger. The bun was crusty and the condiments fresh, but the star was the juicy, slightly gamy, decadent meat patty. Even better with the roasted pepper sauce, which could be, and was, eaten with a spoon. My friend ordered the tajine, a rich concoction of chicken, tomatoes, chick peas, potatoes, all in a curry like sauce flavored with Moroccan spices. Upon seeing our enjoyment of our food, and lamentation at what we did not select, the chef insisted we try the gypsy stew, on the house (or truck as it were). Chorizo, sweet Italian sausage and roast pork swam in a dark onion garlic sauce. The pork melting in your mouth as a bite was taken with a fork full of rice pilaf.

Fuller than expected, we went over the the chomper truck. These delectable fried balls came in two varieties. The first was like a bacon cheeseburger, molded into a sphere and deep fried to a golden crisp. The other was a chicken, mozzarella, and basil ball, held together by the melted cheese. Both were surprisingly less greasy than expected, but just as filling.

The weather was warm, the music was good, the food delicious and the friends plentiful. Couldn't ask for a better Saturday afternoon.

(picture to come when I am back in the states)