As literally as that modern idiom could be used. And as incomplete as that last sentence was. San Francisco is one of the best cities to be in as a foodie. It’s full of French boulangeries and pâtisseries, so in that sense it’s also the best place to transition oneself to a return to American life & cuisine from France. Vive la baguette. And vive le food truck, because there are easily 50 food trucks in San Francisco, and 50 more in the surrounding Bay Area. There are so many ways to get your food truck fix here, but one I learned about my first day here is called Off the Grid. Seriously check it out because it is super cool. They’ve created more than 30 locations in the Bay Area where 5-40 food trucks/tents will set up shop for either lunch or dinner and you can have your choice of yummy nummies. Food trucks/carts from crêpers to crème brûléers to gyrators to SPECULOOS COTTON CANDYMEN all get together to serve us, with the frequent local band playing live music on the side. Off the Grid gets it. The coolest party to date. So without further ado, let me introduce you to some noms, and how also, not all options are good options here in food-truck land.
Probably too decadent, especially as I had trouble getting through half, as some will be happy to hear. It tasted nice, but was very rich and sat like a rock in my stomach. I was most entertained by the texture of the new potato form in between my teeth.
For dessert we shared a crème brûlée.My first one, too! Almost ironic. After all the time and anticipation of having it, I guess I was expecting more than it really was, though it didn’t taste bad. Glad I didn’t have my own, either. From the sounds of it, I still need some quality time (or meat) with true Italian cuisine. I can’t say this was the best night for my lipoprotein intake, but I most likely had oatmeal for breakfast. And I sure as heck won’t be trying those out again any time soon.