I went to a new food truck on thursday, owned by a lady named Mercedes down on 33rd street with a friend of mine. At the time we were looking for a new Thai food truck that had come on campus but could not find it. So we decided to try this other truck seeing as we have tried a multitude of others already. My friend bought the chicken combo with rice and beans and I got the steak and cheese turnover combo with the same. Mercedes told me and my friend that she creates everything by hand, no prepackaging or freezing of the food. That was the case for the beans as well but unlike the saying “there’s nothing like a home-cooked meal” these beans tasted horrible. It got me thinking about different types of beans and how these beans should have been planted in the earth and not eaten. The texture was hard and crunchy while there was no taste at all. It reminded me of the story of Jack and the Beanstock, a much better activity than eating the beans.