One might say it’s a bad thing when you leave your tasty beverage at the bar to go get perogies. Well, dear readers…I did exactly that last week. I left my drink last Friday night to go in search of the Perogy Boyz food truck that was rumoured to be only three blocks away from my favorite watering hole. Grabbing my wallet and trying to slip out the door unnoticed, a couple of friends see me make a beeline and decide to tag along.
Them: “Where are we going??”
Me: “Oh, you’ll see. Trust me, you won’t regret it.”
Them: “No, seriously girl – where are we going?”
Me: “Here’s a hint, I’m having the duck with Saskatoon Berry.”
Them: “You having what? Where is this restaurant?!”
Me: “We’re not going to a restaurant. We’re going to a food truck.”
Them: *total silence*
Them: “You’re taking us to get food….out of a truck. This better be damn tasty.”
The line is so short. We made it only a few short minutes after they opened.
To be totally honest, I was quite shocked that one of my buddies finished off his order before we walked the three blocks back to the bar. He positively inhaled his perogies. Do you think it’s safe to say that he liked it?