Well, kids, the soon-to-be missus and I are heading down over east to Florida for the big day. It’s been a long time since that interrogatory run, and we couldn’t be more excited for December 4th to get here! It’s going to be a jam-packed week full of last-minute planning, prepping, and partying. Sprinkled in between the mayhem (for me at least) will be sleeping, running, and eating. In second-to-last penultimate minute planning, Ev and I skeptically scoped out the SoFla food cart scene in case we do, in fact, find time to eat. Much to our pleasant surprise, it appears to be fairly mobile-eatery abundant.
old school bbq
Old School BBQ
In the wake of leaving DC there were several things that I knew I would miss immediately. To quote Joni Mitchell, and for the younger folk (me included), the Counting Crows, “you don’t know what you got til it’s gone.” Well upon moving cross-country, one of the things we left behind was the best burger ever created, at a small shop known as Ray’s Hell Burger. Since this post isn’t specifically about Ray’s, I won’t go into the details and force myself to relive what I may not have again for a long time (ever?). Instead, I want to introduce you to the nearest competitor my taste buds have ever seen tasted.