May 13, 2024
Doug (TKG’s Bro-in-Law) walked up to the Big B’s Beef food truck parked at Central Standard Brewing in Wichita, Kansas. He immediately saw the stickers.
“Fert The Foodie approved” was one of the stickers. Another was the Wichita By E.B. logo.
“Excuse me good sir,” Doug said to the young man taking orders. “I see that you have stickers from Fert The Foodie and Wichita By E.B. Those are my favorite food bloggers! That’s great. What should I get?
“Um…well…okay. The Loaded Fries with Station 8 BBQ Pulled Pork is always a hit. And also, the Pizza Puff is pretty good. It’s basically a Chicago-style Hot-Pocket.”
Doug made his order based off of the recommendation of the young man, and after receiving the same, he devoured both. But he did it in a disgusting way. He had food and cheese and pork all over his face. It looked like a pig in a mud pit — the food was everywhere. Still, he enjoyed it.
As he walked away, he turned around and shouted “Don’t tell TKG I was here.” The crowd looked at him with confused looks on their faces. Not because they hadn’t heard him. But merely because they’d never heard of a TKG.
“What’s a TKG,” an old man muttered to his wife. “I think it’s some sort of medical scan.” his wife responded.
FOOD NOTES: Doug really enjoyed the loaded fries and of course S8’s pork was delicious. He really liked the cheese on those fries as well. Yum. That hot pocket? Well Doug scarfed it down.
