I really encourage you to read Daniel's post below about Day 2 of the festival. He has some incredibly insightful things to say about what makes Texas food so...Texas.
Day 2 at the festival was pretty incredible. It was sunny and hot and I got a sunburn. Very happy about that. On this day, Daniel and I focused on the demos led by various chefs. My favorite was probably Ming Tsai who demonstrated smashed dumplings. He was really knowledgeable and funny which made sitting in the heat enjoyable. Everyone was laughing and he got a big round of applause at the end.
Next we saw Graham Elliot's demo. This was a big deal. The tent was packed and he received an outstanding introduction from Chef Tim Love. He had an awesome story to tell and he also kept the crowd laughing and having a great time. We even got to meet him after!
I spent quite a bit of time taking photos on day 2. Start scrolling and have a look at what we saw and ate.
Confession time: I did not spend the whole day at the festival. I left around 2:00 and started wandering the streets of downtown Austin. This turned out to be a great decision as I got to eat at the Burro Cheese Kitchen. This is a food truck, inside a shipping container, that makes gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches.
I also got to try The Peached Tortilla. This is one of the coolest food trucks I read about prior to visiting Austin. Founded by Eric Silverstein, this food truck serves a fusion of southern and asian cuisine. I asked for their most popular menu item and got the Japajam burger: 1/3 lb beef patty, sweet tomato jam, jalapeno jack cheese, japanese bbq sauce, and Fireman’s #4 tempura battered onion strings. To say this was the most unique burger I've ever had is an understatement. It was sweet, salty, juicy, and messy. It became one of the best things I ate in Austin.
Sunday night I spent the evening eating at Whole Foods and staring at the capital building one last time. It was quiet, I was on my own, and I was very, very happy with my life.
So many people are unhappy with their lives and they envy people for the adventure they lack in their own. They get stuck in a routine that is lethal. I love my life because I go. I don't stop. I'm always looking for another concert to see, a new place to eat, and a new festival to try. I'm putting entirely too many miles on my car and spending the money I should be saving, but at the end of the day, I'm 22 and the world is mine. I can meet whoever and do whatever and see whatever I want.
When I'm 50, I might not be rich, but I will have seen a lot of concerts. I will have visited a ton of cities and driven thousands upon thousands of miles. I can look back and say that I lived. I am living and I am loving it.
So what's next? Graduation. Then, I don't know.
To be cheesy, I'll quote for you one of my favorite lyrics of all time. It's how I live my life and how I will continue to be happy: "But as long as there's a road, my feet will never touch the ground."
So thank you, Austin. You gave me a hell of a weekend. I'll be back.