My fear of hep c and all manner of rodent feces kept me off the street meat bandwagon for years. Granted, I probably have just as much rodent dander in my kitchen at home as your average cart, but appearance is sometimes 99% of the game. I was also of the mind that this genre of food consisted of green Sabretts floating in pink-ish skin water, Nutz 4 NUTS and the seasonal roasted chestnut dude. I had no idea that Eastern delights lay at my very doorstep. And this, having been my first real street meat experience, was an excellent place to start. I saw that chicken and rice photo on the side of the cart and I instantly knew this was going to be a new love affair. And then the guy threw on grilled veggies and a white yougurty sauce that just captured that grill taste and threw a whole load of 
yum into my mouth. I gladly handed the dude (I wish I had the chutzpah to ask peoples’ names) my six bucks–and have several times since–and greedily stole back to my desk to inhale what has to be one of the tastiest lunches–convertible or not–that I’ve had in recent years. It seriously beats the shit out of a dry turkey sandwich. I seriously dream about that yogurt sauce. So don’t fear the outdoor meat, don’t fear it one bit. [MF]
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