This evening I passed a taco truck and was surprised and pleased to see a line of people waiting to order, even though it was almost 11 on a Sunday night. Taco trucks are very popular in these parts, and rightly so. My parents remember when you couldn't even find tortillas in grocery stores here, and now there are taco trucks patrolling night and day. It brings tears of joy to me eyes. I'm not saying all taco trucks are created equal, but when you find a really good one, the food is excellent, the prices are reasonable, and the proprietors are friendly. There are few things in the world that satisfy the soul on so many levels as a hot taco from a truck in the nighttime. When you're so hungry, and maybe you've just come from a concert or a conversation that blew your mind wide open, and the stars are spinning in the sky, and you bring a foil-wrapped tortilla to your mouth, and salsa starts to run down your arm, all is right with the world.
I feel that Taco Trucks are a perfect example of the Yin Yang
ReplyDeleteMany a wonderful moment of clarity has occured thanks to the cleansing food from a taco truck. The food often leads to joy conversations.
However, there are also the "Raw fish from a truck, what could have gone wrong" moments or the "Oh my god why is this so hot?" moments. These are the flip sides.
Indeed true balance.