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Food Truckapalooza in Durham

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In theory, the Bull City Food Truck Fiesta should have been an awesome day. Foodies, loads of good food, and a great selection of beers at Sam’s Quik Shop, which was hosting. While the day was good for introducing the growing food truck scene in the Triangle, the heat and the massive amount of people turned a good time into a sunstroke-inducing afternoon.

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Drive away from “Uncle Fatty’s Drive-In”

I’m a sucker for a good burger. It’s been our mission since we’ve moved to Raleigh to find the best burger in town and we’ve made some pretty good discoveries (Char-Grill, Mojoe’s) and still have a lot to try (the burger at Porter’s is supposed to be legendary). So, imagine my happiness when we heard that a new burger joint, Uncle Fatty’s Drive-in (Woodburn Road, Cameron Village). Cameron Village has always been a little boring when it comes to food for me, how many “upscale” bar and grills can one place have? I think they’re trying to revitalize its culinary side, a few new restaurants have popped up. But it was Uncle Fatty’s that really picqued my interest. I mean, with a name like that, who could resist…right?

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Down home at Backyard Barbecue

 

Since we’ve moved to North Carolina, I have been touting the superiority of North Carolina to Tony. He’s a northernor who didn’t grow up with the sweet, tangy vinegary taste of NC BBQ.  We’ve been trying to find the best North Carolina barbecue in the Triangle area. Lexington is of course the barbecue mecca in North Carolina, but the Triangle has had a lot to offer too. Three places stand out in particular, the ritzy The Pit, Allan and Sons in Chapel Hill (that will be a future adventure), and Backyard Barbecue in Durham. Backyard Barbecue has two locations, one of which was featured on “Man vs. Food,” so we had to see if it was worth the hype. Continue reading

A burger with mojo

Well, we were hoping to go to the famed Roast Grill last week, but even though I watched it happening on the North Carolina Man v. Food episode, I am still not entirely convinced food is served there.   I have never been by there when it is open, and when we went on Saturday, our plans were once again foiled as there was s a sign in the window stating that they were attending a private wedding.  So, after grumbling about Roast Grill being involved in a government conspiracy that resembles the plot of Fringe, we decided on one of our favorites: Mo joe’s  Burger Joint(620 Glenwood Ave Raleigh, NC 27603-1224).

Jack Daniel's barbecue burger

Jack Daniel's burger

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A horseshoe sandwich pictorial

Well I didn’t have any pics of my own when I first made the post about the Illinois delicacy the horseshoe sandwich .  My little sister back in Illinois told me she was going out for a horseshoe last night and she agreed to take a few pictures for the blog. 
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Snoopy’s: Give me Coney dogs or give me Death

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We Americans sure do love to our random meat stuffed together and put on bun, particular that which has been shoved into a tube. I for one have always been game for a great hot dog, whether as a snack on the go or one that has been carefully charred on the family grill.   North Carolina is not necessarily a place that you think of when you think of great hot dogs, but Snoopy’s(1931 Wake Forest Rd, Raleigh) proves that you don’t need to go to Chicago or New York for a good one.

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Dispatches from the land of cheese Pt 1: The Horseshoe

Looking out at the area surrounding Springfield, IL it is easy to forget there is anything around besides the endless acres of soybeans and corn.  Within this seemingly endless and  amazingly flat sea of corn and beans lies my hometown the capital of Illinois and the center of everything Abraham Lincoln related.    Not a bustling metropolis by any means at 100,000 people, this corn-rowed paradise still has its own original culinary creation: the horseshoe sandwich. All kidding aside, I am rather fond of my hometown, and I would die for a bar or restaurant in this area that could serve me a horseshoe.


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