Street food is a burgeoning part of our culture, even though it’s a tough gig fighting against a well-established restaurant scene.
I say that, because ‘street food’ as a thing doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to those who didn’t like kebabs anyway.
Kebab vans have long been a staple of some people’s nights out, as street food is now a part and parcel of someone’s afternoon out in the sun.
This is how we roll, some might say, as they take a light afternoon stroll and pick up a portion of curry or a box of cheesy chips to carry.
The delights of street food also show no end, as street food festivals and street food corners also pop up as and when, with a willing array of delights, and an equally willing customer base.
The methods of payment are easy, too.
The appeal doesn’t reach everyone, but it’s an improvement on a can of coke and a suspicious looking helping of meat.
The joy can also be palpable, too, as music is played out, or folks sit around with their new-found meals.
I’ve walked through a number of these, and each time the choice impresses me.
However, I’m a stickler for the same, so it’s off to the pub for me, as I leave the rest behind.