Street Food Longing

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These days, the squares and plazas of Washington, DC are populated by food trucks painted in bright, popping colors and sporting smart names. Cupcakes and yogurt and fusion tacos are but a few of the goodies to be found.  But Beltway Insiders remain deprived of the kind of street food that is worthy of an edgy No Reservations episode.  Snow cones in fluorescent flavors sold out of the backs of rickety trucks.  Street-corner sopes prepared on homemade comals. Tacos de la calle of every variety prepared in jury-rigged carts.  And glass vats of aguas frescas in makeshift coolers crafted on the front ends of banana-seat bicycles. This holiday weekend, in solidarity with corner cooks everywhere, we are grilling corn Mexican-style with crema, cotija cheese and a heavy dose of chile.  Here's how its done (inspired by the women of Muy Bueno Cookbook): 3.0 from 1 … [Read more...]

Tacos de la Calle on the K Street Corridor

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On a recent January day, I suggested to my friend, Veronica, that we settle for a sushi lunch. “Why do you want cold food on such a cold day?” Veronica vexed. “They’ve got sooouup,” I sang, practicing the art of persuasion. Veronica acquiesced and we trekked west by southwest to Farragut Square, en route to a Japanese joint a few blocks from the White House.  But then, as we crossed K Street, something caught my eye:  the TaKorean food truck. Maybe it was the allure of azure on wheels against a grey cityscape or the inference brought by the long line of sure-to-be lawyers waiting to order, but sushi was suddenly dead to me. Now, Vero is a patient friend and my opposite in this and other ways.  For example, she is—and I quote—“anti-funky fusion” (though I suspect this only applies to food) and I am a lover of many things funky and fused (e.g. the … [Read more...]