As avid seekers of yummy eats, we’ve started cataloguing our food posts into a little series called Food Finds. These posts include casual reviews of the unsung culinary gems we encounter on the road–or even right here at home in DC and NY
On our way to the shuttle stop for the Austin City Limits Festival last Friday, we passed by an endearingly shabby, tin-roofed food trailer called Turf ‘n Surf Po Boy, sitting unassumingly on 4th St. between Congress & Brazos. While our bellies were still recovering from a visit to Moonshine Grill that morning, we already knew we weren’t getting on a plane home before we had ourselves a taste from this joint.
You would do the same — just take a gander at the menu below. There was a lot to choose from, though the main attractions seemed to be the shrimp, catfish, or buffalo chicken that you could get either as a single po’ boy or as two hefty-sized tacos. (They had a “naughty catfish” plate too — catfish with bacon! I behaved though. :p)
So, true to our intentions earlier that day, we stopped by on our way home from the festival. After a few minutes of our requisite hemming and hawing, we orded a blackened wild swordfish po’ boy and two blackened catfish tacos.
The catfish tacos melted on our tongues and didn’t have a hint of gamey-ness to them. But the real surprise was in the swordfish — it wasn’t the least bit dry and was so fatty it almost tasted like chilean seabass. The freshest fish around! And who would’ve thought you could get it from a lil’ trailer. Two thumbs up. Would be three, if only I had three thumbs…
And Austin, man, what’s with the niceness? In our 45-second exchange, the garrulous guy behind the counter managed to refer to Sven as “dog,” “man,” “dude,” and “buddy.” People in Austin are waaay too friendly, it’s almost creepy. Or maybe it’s just what New York City has done to us… <sigh>
The website no longer appears to be functioning, but if the glowing reviews from Google (28!), UrbanSpoon (94%!), or Yelp (4.5+ stars!) are indication, this is an absolute must-eat when visiting Austin.
We also wanted to hit the nearby mouth-wateringly tasty looking Patika Coffee truck, but opted to abstain from the java… if only to save ourselves one extra trip to the narsty porta-potties at the festival. Trust me, it was worth it.