I had just entered "the twitter verse," for two reasons.  My main motivation was to track companies and interact with them like the young professional I was hoping to become.  My second reason was food, bizarre and mobile food, that existed somewhere on the streets of my city, Houston, Texas.  I had seen food trucks on the TV, and occasionally outside of a bar or two and these roving restaurants began to intrigue me.  I learned they could be found through twitter, and twitter alone.

So, after one night of combing the Internet for what would be my first food truck destination I found myself devoid of lunch plans, but filled with lunch possibilities.  I sat down and identified my target, Good Dog Hot Dogs, who were reported to be parked outside of the Antidote cafe.  I felt a sense of adventure as I set out on a longer than expected car ride, and finally arrived at my destination.

I live some distance from the heights, but always find it refreshing and comfortable when I’m there.  This experience was not an exception to that rule.  I walked up to the truck and placed my order at the baby blue converted school bus and went into Antidote and got a beer.  By the time I walked back outside my order of the Ol' Zapata was already being called out.  Their bread is perfect, and changed the way I prioritize the ingredients of all subsequent hot dogs.  They also mix a sriracha ketchup that gives the hot dog a little kick.  The dog itself had that ever so slight pop as I bit into the casing that makes for the idyllic hot dog experience.  So in fifteen minutes with minimal money spent, I left Antidote and the baby blue truck (which still happens to be my favorite food truck).

As an introductory experience into the world of underground gourmet Good Dog Hot Dogs was perfect.  They showcased the creativity, friendliness, and quality that are possible in a food truck.  After visiting them, I became hooked.

What will follow in future blogs will be an exploration of food trucks, and maybe the people I drag to them.  Tracking these nomadic nom-nom's down has started to tickle my inner hunter-gatherer and I feel that primal pull for good cheap food.

My next post will have pictures, dates, names, and maybe (though I am not promising anything) something that resembles a literary structure.