If so, proceed to Hot Indian Foods, the first Indian food truck to hit MSP's
mean actually pretty polite streets.
You can't miss the bright orange wrap. Seriously: it's even got a hot (!) gal on the roof so you can find it from the Skyway/your helicopter.
That totally illegible script Hindi script on the edge of the serving tray is actually the owner's wife's name.
Think that's cute? Then maybe sit down, because this is his 16-month-old daughter's name. It's thoughtful guys like this who ruin it for the rest of us.
Keen on demystifying Indian grub whilst also simplifying the crap out of it, the entree portion of their menu consists entirely of scratch-made "Indurritos"; a name that they've gone so far as to trademark, which basically just means Indian food wrapped up like a burrito. You can order 'em a la carte or "Thin Mustache", which comes with a drink, side, and acquaintances whispering about whether or not you can pull off a lip plume. (You can.)
That thar Indurrito's lamb with a chutney coleslaw served next to the poutine-topped "Indi-frites", so apparently in addition to snakes, Dr. Jones was also scared of sweet potato fries.
That one's chicken masala with tomato curry served next to poutine-less Indi-frites.
It was pretty clever turning their gas tanks into huge versions of the Indian sodas which're actually served on-truck. And that's not just being polite.