I recently wrote an essay for the Los Angeles Times about why I bought a truck. I’ll spare you the subscription, but basically I want my vehicle to be a mobile dining room. This truck should bring me joy, and for that to happen, I need to be eating on, in, and with the truck. If you follow any of my posts here on The Takeout, you’ve probably noticed I take a lot of pictures of food sitting on the back gate or on the truck’s lip. Just this week, I’ve eaten octopus salad, spring rolls, and boat noodles while parked in my truck. Sometimes, though, you have to chow down on the go, while the car is actually in motion. And that’s where things get tricky.
