I think I used “on fleek” correctly..? I think it’s a stupid phrase, so I refuse to look it up in urban dictionary. Anyway, I’ll touch more on that in a minute.
The food truck scene in Miami took off almost as soon as John and I PCSed to Georgia. I was always jealous of my friends attending food truck meetups and getting to sample all sorts of delicious foods. Needless to say, there wasn’t the same craze for food trucks in Savannah.
Eventually, the food truck hype in Miami died down, so I never really got to see what they were all about. That is until we moved to Hawaii. Due to high rent costs and limited brick and mortar locations, the food truck scene is alive and well here! You can catch trucks all over the island serving everything from jambalaya to tacos to lumpia to fresh shrimp.
Once a month, a food truck rally is organized and tons of these trucks come together to feed the masses. Usually, these get togethers happen in Honolulu, which is such a long
half hour drive away, but every three or four months, they bring the rally closer to our base. This weekend was one of those close ones!
We didn’t have a chance to stay long, due to the weather, but we did make our rounds pretty quickly to check out what we wanted.
The first stop was to Tea on Fleek, to grab a mason jar filled with red velvet tea. Holy yum! Drinks in jars happen to be pretty popular here on the island and we were lucky enough to hop in line before it got out of control.
So now back to this on fleek business. As I stood in line to grab my tea, I couldn’t help but cringe at the word. In my opinion, it was probably a poor marketing choice for this tea company, as I’m hoping this word’s popularity dies a quick painful death. #sorrynotsorry
Moving along… As we usually do, we managed to snag a table in prime location to be able to order from trucks and bring food back.
Our first food stop was to Taco Chino. John grabbed me some pork tacos, which were delicious. I was a little disappointed at the size of the tacos versus the price we paid for them, but that’s just the nature of these events.
Next was fried plantains (tostones) and nachos from Triple B, a Puerto Rican place. This Cuban was not impressed. I’ve become a pro at making tostones, and these just fell flat. The issue was that they were fried ahead of time, so they lost their crunchy texture after sitting around. I’m sure these people wanted to get their food out in a hurry, but there is a wait for food at many of the other trucks, and I would not have minded waiting a few minutes for hot crispy plantains from this one.
At this point, it started to pour on us, so while the ladies made a dash for the cars, the husbands grabbed some food for the road.
We stuck with the red velvet theme and grabbed red velvet malasadas, plus a rockie road ice cream sandwich, and a crepe. Really, there was no way to go wrong with any of these choices. All delicious.
At the end of the day, I wish we could have tried more, but we’ll be sure to attend when the trucks are back in our area.