On a very hot August day we somehow ended up at the Food Truck park in Atlanta. We had some good BBQ...Ernesto says maybe his favorite yet...probably because it was pretty greasy. Azaleia enjoyed the homemade-organic popsicle It was a watermelon-blackberry one...interesting and tasty enough. Randomly enough...within a week or so we made it to the Food Truck Festival when a friend of ours gave us her group-on coupons to get in. Very fun to walk truck to truck to pick out an appetizer...then entree...then dessert. It was very yummy but quite expensive if you want to try more than one place.
Ernesto liked the experience the most...he just wish I would have let him purchase more and more. He always likes to reminisce about his youth in Chile...buying food from the little stands/trailers...street food that he has a special place for in his stomach.
His tummy seems to never be full when tempted with these delicacies. :)
His tummy seems to never be full when tempted with these delicacies. :)
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