We’ve Got a Winner in Our Jerk Chicken Giveaway

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Happening this weekend.
Happening this weekend.

On Tuesday, we promised a Miss Lily’s jerk chicken feast at this Sunday’s Grub Street Food Festival to the person who relayed our favorite tale of street-food eating. It wasn’t easy, but we’ve come to a consensus.

Happening this weekend.
Happening this weekend.

Let’s just start by saying there was an across-the-board deliciousness factor. We were instantly envious of commenter Gargupie’s story of fresh-cut rice noodles in Hong Kong; found ourselves suitably curious about Handsomemonkeyking’s remembrance of salty fermented shark meat in Iceland (and annoyed that he took that commenter handle before we thought of it); decided New York desperately needs to get a Czech-style fried-cheese sandwich cart after reading Basoloface’s account ("The chunky square of cheese is fried and then situated in between a hamburger bun of sorts and topped with mayo" — let’s make this happen, NYC.); and really felt happy for Jmonsky, who was once able to find a street-meat cart in Scranton, Pennsylvania.

Of course, even the people who didn’t win should head out to the Food Festival anyway — it’s happening at the corner of Essex and Hester this Sunday, starting at 10 a.m. and running until 6 p.m. We’ll have a full list of all the vendors later today, so everyone can start planning their attacks.

6 AM. Bangkok. Last November. My wife and I on our honeymoon, up early with jet lag looking for breakfast. We came across a small group of vendors set up outside of a hospital on Silom road ready to feed the night shift. Our perfect breakfast?:
1) Garlic marinated pork belly, deep fried in a large wok full of oil and chopped into small pieces.
2) A small mound of sticky rice
3) Deep fried garlic flakes sprinkled on top
All jammed lovingly into a small plastic bag and presented with a small fork and a large toothless smile.

Let’s just start by saying there was an across-the-board deliciousness factor. We were instantly envious of commenter Gargupie’s story of fresh-cut rice noodles in Hong Kong; found ourselves suitably curious about Handsomemonkeyking’s remembrance of salty fermented shark meat in Iceland (and annoyed that he took that commenter handle before we thought of it); decided New York desperately needs to get a Czech-style fried-cheese sandwich cart after reading Basoloface’s account ("The chunky square of cheese is fried and then situated in between a hamburger bun of sorts and topped with mayo" — let’s make this happen, NYC.); and really felt happy for Jmonsky, who was once able to find a street-meat cart in Scranton, Pennsylvania.

Of course, even the people who didn’t win should head out to the Food Festival anyway — it’s happening at the corner of Essex and Hester this Sunday, starting at 10 a.m. and running until 6 p.m. We’ll have a full list of all the vendors later today, so everyone can start planning their attacks.