Jamaican dutchy anyone?

It was just about lunch time and a buddy of mine passed by my desk asking if I had grabbed food yet.  I had not and I was interested to hear if he had a place in mind, since I had not even thought of what to eat today. I was on edge in anticipation of…

Who you calling Mangu?

When I find myself in the mood for Spanish food I usually set off running for Sophie’s, trying to get in and out as quickly as possible before the smell of food forms so close of a relationship with my clothes that I leave smelling like an empanada. Today, however, when my stomach started shouting for me…

Cake Love…at first bite

I find myself having to travel to a conference for work, to a place that, according to FedEx, doesn’t even exist. Where is this imaginary place you ask?  None other than National Harbor, MD. My first mission, after setting up our booth in the conference exhibit hall, is to find some awesome food to write…

Urban Lobster Shack = Urban Lobster Crack

I left the office in search of food at 12pm, well past my typical lunch time, with absolutely no idea of what I wanted to eat.  Since I have been on this food truck kick I decide to wander over to the food truck parking lot of midtown, Park Avenue (above 46th street). I initially thought…

Gorilla v. Korilla

The Gorilla Cheese truck and the Korilla BBQ truck are at opposite ends of the food spectrum.  One serves grilled cheese and the other serves Korean BBQ.  My coworker even commented that I have no business comparing these two trucks that couldn’t be any more different. To that I responded, who wouldn’t want to see a Gorilla…