Wednesday, March 2, 2011


  Captain Ahab had Moby Dick, and I had Mexicue. No matter what happened, I could never catch these bastards, ever. If I was working downtown, they were in midtown. If they were downtown, I was sent to Alaska. But, I finally caught up with them! I mean, wouldn’t you be on the hunt for what they describe their food as ‘red-hot Mexican food meets down home BBQ goodness’? That's pretty much like claiming you have a Unicorn that shits gold bars. For me, it got to the point where I started following them on Twitter, and I don’t follow ANY food truck on Twitter.

So my white whale isn’t really white. And it isn’t really a whale. It’s more of an orange food truck, and when I walked outside of my building, I was happy as shit to see it. Mexicue is notorious for it's long lines, But no line! WHAT! This is maybe better than the time I found that onion ring in my french fries, maybe. Finally caught my white whale! Attached to my white whale was a list of specials of the day. I went with a pulled pork taco ($3) and a short rib slider ($4). As I got into the elevator, I took a peak into the white container that housed my food and the aroma of BBQ sauce filled the air, I started to drool.

The pulled pork taco was served in a soft shell and piled with shredded pork, salsa verde (whatever the fuck that means), salsa fresca (clueless on that one, too) and aged white cheddar. The pieces of pork were kind of sweet, but perfectly tender and left a nice, hot tingling aftertaste.

The short rib slider was served on a slider bun with pickled red onions and avocado. I've had a lot of BBQ in my life, enough to kill 3 healthy adults and I've never tasted something as good as this. The perfect combination of tender, sweet, spicy and tangy. In a nutshell, it was utter perfection. I was pissed I didn’t get more of these and cursed myself out for the rest of the day.

 I guess good things do come to those who wait. Good thing, because I couldn’t wait much longer.


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