Add the Food Truck Battle to our growing list of family traditions.
In fact, George Two joined my dear wife Karen, terrific daughter Elisabeth and fiancé George to the New York State fairgrounds on a warm and sunny Saturday.
George Three and I immediately jumped on the Bold Coast Lobster truck line, longest of the 50-plus trucks gathered, and bought Connecticut-style lobster rolls for ourselves and George Two.
George Two secured us a great table on the grassy infield in the middle of the horeshoe configuration of food trucks. We used it as home base as we gathered our various plates.
Bay Vista Taqueria called out to three of us.
They handed over one plate of chicken tacos and two of bang bang shrimp.
Then we all wandered this way and that.
Hawaii always quickly enters my senses when I’m with my wife and the kids.
I didn’t get any shaved ice, though, noticing they didn’t call it shave ice like they do way to our west.