DANCIN' ON THE GRAVE OF ALL THINGS ORIGINAL.
This was my first year at the SF Street Food Festival. I have officially popped my #sfsff cherry — grown locally and sold at a Farmers Market, of course.
Below are some snapshots during my #foodporn smorgasbord…

This truck speaks my language. @bigasssandwich

Why yes, those are fries in my big ass sammich.

Out back, where the goodness is made. #foodporn

Uhhhhhhh. Icecream? Anyone?

@ThreeTwins organic ice cream

Thanks to the nice fella’, Sam, who explained the Monopoly-esque money system that #sfsff was using for drunken early ticket buyers. (So that’s what Canadian money looks like?!) That’s a great way to not lose yer cash if yer tipsy, eh?
The “I <cart> STREET FOOD” shirts were omnipresent on Folsom Street.

Does this remind anyone else of the theme that Scoutmob be rockin’? I decided I had to share my sweet discovery with them. Sweet discovery…Get it? Thank you, I’ll be here all week.

The end is nigh. Gorge thyself on tuna tartare, while you still can.

It wouldn’t be a food festival without something wrapped in #bacon…

Makeshift food tables that are both ghetto street-cred worthy and eco-friendly? Check.

Cheeky! Check them out at @LIBAFalafel.

That’s all, folks!

Good times were definitely had, and so was many a tasty, greasy, delicious bite at the #sfsff this year.
Next year, I buy myself an “I <cart> STREET FOOD” shirt, get in early on some of that Canuck lookin’ funny money, and prepare a vendor bucket-list!
See you next year!