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Okay, so I’ve been super slack with my writing of late so you don’t have to scroll too far back on my blog to find an article I wrote about my good friends Angus & Angus and their food truck, Low & Slow American BBQ.
Sure… I might be slightly biased here, but the boys get are getting a second feature.
It was mere months ago that we started hearing whispers of the van having a hiatus from the streets and the dream of a bricks and mortar establishment coming to fruition, and as of a week ago, it happened.
And what a week it’s been! From day one, the Port Adelaide based BBQ restaurant has received an overwhelming response. Selling out every night to the point of having to close on Sunday in order to restock, re-smoke and recover.
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Let me tell you a tale about 2 cheeky local lads and their passion for American BBQ.
Meet Angus and Angus. Long-time friends turned business partners, slinging perfect pulled pork and baller brisket to the streets of Adelaide.
Here’s the story of the Low and Slow American BBQ food truck.
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Pickles have come a long way since the days of being flung out the car window upon leaving the McDonalds drive-thru, or being one of the unloved finger sandwich options at Grandma’s afternoon tea.
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(Please note: I have no idea what the translation of that is, it just sounds fun)
Anyone who knows me will know about my love for the Adelaide Central Market. My parents used to take me on a regular basis since before I could walk or talk. I have fond childhood memories of the ginger beer from The Old Lolly Shop, having my face painted and scoring a balloon animal from the dude in the elephant suit (which… may I add, is still kicking around – I’m 28, I have no idea how old that suit is…)
In adulthood and being a city dweller my Market experience is now more about the produce. One of my favourite things to do in the whole wide world is to grab my wheelie trolley, pop in my headphones and wander around. Up and down the aisles I go, always spending far more money than I intended.
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I must admit it took me a few times saying the name of this new restaurant out loud to nail the pronunciation. But I’m glad I did because since my first dining experience at Sukhumvit Soi. 38 last week, I’ve been telling a lot of people about it.