Yesterday we met my sister and parents at the TruckIt Festival at Union Station for lunch. We perused the selection of 40 trucks before deciding on what to eat. Dad: Ragin Cajun. Scott and I (appetizer): Fresh Fries (meh). Mom: India Jones. Nina: Mandolin Grill (I ended up sharing with her). Ilan and Aitan: Tino's Pizza. Scott: Mandolin Grill. Mom and Nina: Crepes Bonaparte. Scott and I: Cool Haus.
It's happened once before. I was at the farmer's market in South Pasadena with Sophia and Liuba, when Sophia stopped to get dinner from "Dave's Gourmet." I took the sample they offered. A beige flat spongy looking thing with a wilted cucumber and a flavor explosion went off in my mouth. Tempeh with Spicy Cucumber. Amazing. I was pregnant with Aitan and this somehow satisfied a craving that I couldn't put my finger on.
So, yesterday when my sister ordered Banh Mi from Mandolin Grill I was curious to taste it because it sounded interesting. What I discovered was another taste that I knew I would not be able to resist. Sweet marinated meat, pickled vegetables on a bun. Mmmmm. I can still taste it.
Must be Umami.
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