Minus a couple exceptions like trust funds and season tickets, we get plenty of things from our parents we don't necessarily want, like hair loss, bad habits, and really crappy $750000 trust funds. Getting delicious pork on wheels from hers, the gal behind Pig Out Food Truck.
Pig Out's the very pink-rimmed, very giant-pig-clad '63 Chevy truck the husband/wife duo behind the Grill Master Cafe-mobile got for their daughter, who -- after proving nepotism is awesome by distinguishing herself as GM's star employee -- is ready to sling pork-tastic deliciousness all on her own. The menu's kept awesomely simple, with the main event obviously being
super-healthy salads with excellent fiber and antioxidant content hopped-up hog, including their signature sandwich, which requires marinating a pork shoulder in a ton of Cuban spices and mojo for an entire day, before slow-cooking it up to six hours, smothering it with onions, and piling it on bread that's been slathered with mojito sauce and grilled in no-way-unnecessary pork fat. The heart attack thankfully doesn't stop there, as they've also got pork rinds made from boiling, baking, and frying the skin until it's crispy enough to be dunked in mojo dipping sauce; marinated banana chips; and her grandma's homemade desserts including flan and rice pudding, which must be really healthy or something, 'cause even at 49, Jerry be lookin' GOOD!
While sadly booze-less, they're packing good 'ol fashioned soft drinks plus non-traditional (unless you're Cuban) sodas including Malta Hatuey and Ironbeer, another thing you don't want to get from your parents, as it's basically Dr. Pepper, and not at all beer.