Mi chiamo Stefano. Io parlo un poco Italiano, but I will continue this post in English as to not completely embarrass myself. Today was the hottest day of the year at a 97 high, and a feels-like temp of about a billion. It was a serious scorcher, and on days like these, workers inside of food trucks are either super brave souls,...
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It’s only been two weeks, but they’ve flown by quicker than I’d imagined. I started Day 1 super excited about all the delicious GrubSpots I’d be visiting, but by week’s end, the germaphobe in me began to develop symptoms of hypochondria. I started getting nervous about what I’d eaten, and began...
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My inner Adam Richman summoned, and as stuffed was my face, I ignored all that was sensible, and took a trek down two dozen blocks to Eddie’s Pizza cart on 68th and Columbus. It was small and unassuming, and looked like a newsstand from a block away. I peeped my head in certain that I’d find a microwave, but low and...
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