Think and Talk About Street Food Tomorrow
If you haven’t read D contributor Rawlins Gilliland’s sassy piece on street food in Dallas in this month’s print edition, do so here. Then, tomorrow, you can listen to Rawlins wax poetic on his adventures in outdoor dining with Kris Boyd on Think from noon to 1 p.m. Inspired by editing Gilliland’s story, I hit the Dallas Farmers Market this weekend for a piece or two of corn slathered with mayonnaise and butter from Paul’s Sweet Roasted Corn stand. There I found Paul standing outside of Shed One, shouting, “Come on baby, and get your corn. D Magazine loves us.” Yes, Paul, we do.
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and we loooooooooove rawlins.
You gotta “hand” it to him…thanks to Rawlins for a fun/insightful look at an important (and large) component of food culture in Dallas that is essential (and tasty) for a hungry host of consumers…but not exactly top of mind for your basic DMag demographic. Top chefs may be playing with foams and rare cuts but the carts and stands truly help fuel our City.
Nice read. Quibble: Rawlins left out multiple elotes stands around East Dallas. Hell, even the one in front of Fiesta qualifies as street food, and is damn good. My personal fave is on Lindsley Street near Beacon.
Fuel City is my old standby for elotes and tacos. I will definitely try For Real Fred’s BBQ and Taqueria La Chiquita. Thanks Rawlins! You are a true humanitarian to those of us who are often guided by our guts.
Lemme tell you, regarding those elotes, I have a list of like 27 stands, and it’ll be all I can do to ever eat another one after eating 2 dozen doing this project. Those monsters are the richest thing I ever put in my mouth since back in the day when I dated someone from Monaco (back when Nancy Nichols was California dreaming).
Unlike La Nichols and Teresa Gubbins and other foodie writing pros, I cannot take a bite ad toss. I ate everything start to finish and gained 6 ½ pounds. That was last August. Then to update since some had gone other places, I gained another 3 ½ in March. And when last weekend I took each a hand delivered copy, I gained another two pounds. I can now star in a Little Theater production of Raging Bull.
PS: I could not find KD and Timbo of For Real Fred’s. Someone evicted their smoker. Que lastima! PSS: Taqueria La Chiquita’s address is 6939 Scyene. A straiht shot off I-30 south on Jim Miller Road (corner of Scyene) But don’t miss Tacos To Go on Webb’s Chapel. A friend went there and ate so much she had to be driven home after having ‘heart palpitations’. Isn’t that the way most Dallas Chefs would love to say their customers responded?
And after a re-visit to Shave Ice Snow Cones on Bruton, I surrendered! (Again.) The Blue Bell cheese cake ice cream with sno ice atop piled, then the liberal dousing of Strawberry Cheese cake Syrup was simply worth a diabetic coma. Medium $2.50.
True, true. Here’s hoping they don’t go upscale as the latest quaint-peasant-food-upgraded trend. Mayonnaise from a jar, margarine from a tub, and parmesan cheese from the iconic shaker-container-thing … garbage, you may say, but try improving on it. Cain’t.
That rice-milk shake you mentioned is horchata, not borchata. Otherwise: Loved the article!
MexMex…Sorry, that was a typo I should have caught but missed. When you’re lapsing into a liquified sugar coma, the ‘b’s and ‘h’s look alike. Glad you liked the piece. From a “MexMex Foodie”, what higher praise for an ‘all hail Jalisco’ Anglo?