So I get a tweet out of nowhere this morning about 11:21: "Steak sandwich??"
HA!!! I had to love it. Mikala, proprietor of one of my "go-to" favorite trucks, Hula Girl, knows which stop I mostly use, what I eat, and how I take it. Thus the ping. I told her I'd be there in 10 minutes if she wanted to make it. Sure enough, it all worked out perfectly. (Yes, my friends with me did make fun of me.)
Actually, when Mikala sent me the text I explained I would be trying Fojol's new Thai truck for the first time today, but that I did want her sandwich for later. (Trust me, I've had it cold many times, and it is just as good!!) Off I went across Farragut Square to the land of Fojol. At 11:35 they said "we're going to be 15 minutes." Grrr! Ok, back to Hula to pick up my sandwich and see what everybody else was getting. Bottom line is no food was served from Volathai before 11:57. The guy standing at the window kept saying things like "we have a different model than the other trucks" and "we cook everything once we park". Fine, so get there earlier....? Whatever. It has been a couple of weeks; you're not that new any more, plus, the Fojols definitely know how to run a truck around here.
Anyway, I had a pick 2 with penang chicken and beef drunken noodles. ($8) The chicken was juicy, mixed with large chunks of carrot & strips of red bell peppers, and served over basmati rice. While there were substantially more veggies than chicken, the coconut-curry meal was good: a bit sweet and more spice. But then there was the drunken noodles. It contained a large number of vegetables (red & green bell peppers, broccoli, onions, etc) and a little zesty beef, all coupled with wide, fresh rice noodles. I make Pad Kee Mao for myself all the time, and I know what a challenge it can be to cook the noodles properly, particularly the fresh kind (which these were,) but these were quite mushy. Based on a review I read of Volathai last week, I expected some really kicked up heat on the palate, but didn't find it particularly fiery, at least not for my taste. There was one other issue you can learn about if you read my Twitter feed, but I'm not going to memorialize it here.
I haven't been shy about expressing my adoration for the Fojols first two ventures, but this one falls short. 3 honks.
Have a good weekend all!