Hope. A shade of a glimmer of hope. That was all I could hold on to. With lines taking up to 3 hours to get in the door, and with potentially nothing to show for it, when would I get another chance to enjoy Franklin Barbecue? With its meteoric rise to national fame, locals and visitors alike became all too aware of the hidden gem now located on dangerous up-and-coming E 11th Street. Great for Franklin, bad for Mike. Or is it?
I’ve gotten the urge to do some real scientific, in-your-face, who’s-king-of-the-castle, head-to-head(-to-head) taste tests between some of our favorite trailers. This post is just a preview of what I have on deck. The rules are simple: 1) Each place needs to offer up a similar, nearly identical menu item for a fair competition. 2) The food needs to come from a trailer. That’s it. Let the battle(s)… BEGIN!
I’ve talked about hidden gems here before. You know, those places that are nearby that you never knew existed, but if you did, you’d eat there four times a week and gain 12 pounds. Well, this weekend Ev and I stumbled upon a nondescript trailer down in a burgeoning trailer food ‘hood called Pueblo Viejo, and it’s certainly a hidden gem in my book.
Every so often you come learn of a hidden gem that’s been hiding in plain sight. Lucky for me (and you*) that gem happens to be a food cart less than 3 miles from my apartment. With a feature in Food & Wine Magazine and what seems to be a cult following, it was a no-brainer that I’d have to visit post haste.
