So while my in-laws were in line to order plain hot dogs because they weren't willing to even try the combinations this particular food truck was offering, much less see which other trucks were at the festival, I wandered off and settled on Jamburritos.
I returned to the band of boring and enjoyed my catfish plate. My perfectly seasoned catfish was served with a spicy jambalaya rice and crispy hush puppies. I ate every last bite far beyond the point of being full just so everyone could see what they missed. "Is that catfish?" "Yep (with full mouth)." "Is it good?" "(Swallow) Yes." "Where did you get it?" "(Takes another bite) At a truck that was not at the entrance so you didn't see it."
Thanks Jamburritos.