Biting Into Boston

Trucks and Tasty Treats

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Heisse Kiste @ Salzburg Austria

When you’re young, it was cool to not like hot dogs. “You know they are made out of pig intestines right?” said every single girl on the playground.¬† There on that playground, in fourth grade, I was denied membership in a club…because I liked hotdogs.

Flash forward roughly ten years and I’m walking through Salzburg Austria, battling through tour groups, in hopes to find the perfect inexpensive afternoon lunch.¬† My brother and I had been traveling through Europe for the past week.¬† Our legs were tired and our stomachs were emptied, as well as our wallets.

I saw it in the distance like a mirage. “There,” I pointed wiping the sweat off of my brow.¬† “Stiegl Truck.”¬† This truck is no way related to Stiegl, the delicious Austrian beer, but somehow the words flew out of my mouth and they stuck.¬† What I wanted was a Steigl beer, to hold in public, and a hot dog.¬† We had arrived at the right place.

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Now this is not your grandma’s hot dog.¬† For the price of just 1 euro, you get not 1, but 2 bratwursts engulfed in a roll, allowing for the perfect ratio of bread to meat in every bite. Why this concept hasn’t taken off in the US, I will never know.

My brother daringly ordered the steckerlfisch, which (after a few stiegl beers) I dubbed stieglfish. Steckerlfisch comes from the Bavarian dialect word Steckerl meaning a little stick.  It is literally a small fished fried on a skewer. image


After two Steigl beers I needed a refreshment. So I ordered the Bavarian traditional Radler.  A mixture of lemonade and beer.  I understand the mixture sounds odd but it is delicious and the perfect hydration after I have gorged myself with stieglfood. 

There is something magical about being able to walk the streets of Salzburg holding a hot dog and a beer without being judged. In fact, if you look around, every one is doing the same. I finally found my people. 

I will always defend hot dogs. If only I could go back to the playground in fourth grade with my doublestuffed hot dog and beer and show those naive children the beauty of life.¬† I totally had more fun on the swings by myself anyway…

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Note: I understand this isn’t Boston but I figured an international segment of Food Trucks couldn’t hurt.

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The Sammich @ Roast Beast

Probably the most delicious thing I have had a in a while.  An onion roll filled with a heaping pile of roast beef, drizzled in chipotle mayo, with grilled pickles.  YUM

The Sammich @ Roast Beast

Probably the most delicious thing I have had a in a while.  An onion roll filled with a heaping pile of roast beef, drizzled in chipotle mayo, with grilled pickles.  YUM

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Ikura Sushi @ Fins
Quail egg topped over salmon roe placed in a fresh cucumber…I was scared by sushi ever since my second grade class took a trip to the kitchen of a Japanese restaurant.  It may seem that second grade is an excellent time to introduce children used to eating  lunchables and foot roll ups to the world of raw fish eggs. I however, did not pass this challenge. One site of a seaweed rapper and I pledged to never touch the stuff.  15 years later and I can’t live without it.

Ikura Sushi @ Fins

Quail egg topped over salmon roe placed in a fresh cucumber…

I was scared by sushi ever since my second grade class took a trip to the kitchen of a Japanese restaurant.¬† It may seem that second grade is an excellent time to introduce children used to eating¬† lunchables and foot roll ups to the world of raw fish eggs. I however, did not pass this challenge. One site of a seaweed rapper and I pledged to never touch the stuff.¬† 15 years later and I can’t live without it.

Filed under Sushi Boston Sashimi Fish Salmon roe Japan Japanese Cucumber Food Delicious Yum Quail Egg ikura

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For four years I have walked past the man selling strawberries from his van on Commonwealth Ave.  Quite frankly, they must have some sort of genetic mutation because strawberries cannot and should not look this good in the dead of winter.  But hey, I am about to embark on my second semester of my senior year in college….why not live a little.

For four years I have walked past the man selling strawberries from his van on Commonwealth Ave.¬† Quite frankly, they must have some sort of genetic mutation because strawberries cannot and should not look this good in the dead of winter.¬† But hey, I am about to embark on my second semester of my senior year in college….why not live a little.

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