fractionofoxygenmoving to a city with plenty of halal carts felt like culture shock; what do you mean there are food options lining the corners serving up high-quality meat in large portions inspired by south asian and greek cuisines at a remarkably affordable price? am i still in america? yes, you're just at a halal cart. despite the seemingly consistent menu, there is a wide array of variability in what you could get. how finely chopped is my chicken? my salad? how oily is my rice? is this guy a chaser? will he not give me hot sauce because i'm white? does he have green sauce? the list goes on. most halal guys (bar the chasers) are incredibly kind; if you settle into an area near these carts, you're bound to develop a rapport with "your guy." the reason i give halal carts five stars is not because i've loved every chicken over rice i've had, nor is it because every interaction i've had at a halal cart has been nothing but pleasant (although most of the time, both of these are true). it's for what the halal cart represents, especially in a place like america – people deserve to eat; and i'm not talking settling for soy extender ground beef from taco bell, i'm talking real food. halal carts, especially in these isolating individualistic cities, serve as oases of being cared for.
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