Well, not ended exactly, more like made a pit stop.
Yes, a shrimp truck, as in prepare shrimp, cook shrimp, and serve shrimp right from the truck.
I never imagined what I could see from the inside of a restaurant on wheels. Actually, I suppose I never imagined I would ever be inside a restaurant on wheels. But the travel bug makes me do crazy things.
Throughout the bustling and trend-hungry streets of Los Angeles, there is an underground culinary culture that is 'The Food Truck.' And people are serious about their trucks. Really serious.
Edibles from all corners of the world are represented on one truck or another; there is something for every palate. Angelenos use all forms of social media to follow these trucks to the ends of the Earth if need be. All for a chance to quench their thirst for the tasty delights that exist solely on wheels.
From the window of The Shrimp Guys truck, I have seen L.A. I have seen new places. I have seen new people. I have seen a new sense of community and friendship in this culture of trucks and their family of followers. Sure, I have traded in my heels and pencil skirts for sneakers and an apron (which, let's face it, isn't my cutest outfit). And at the end of every day, I return home with the heavy aroma of garlic attached to every ounce of my being, instead of an incessantly ringing blackberry that gives me anxiety and nightmares.
But every day I find a new piece of the puzzle that is Los Angeles. Every day I make new friends in the food truck family, and every day is a new food adventure.
One of the best (and my personal favorite!) ways to experience a culture is to share and enjoy the food of its people. I am tasting my way through the likes of Los Angeles, one scrumptious shrimp plate at a time.
Oh, the things you can see through the window of a shrimp truck.
