We ventured across town last weekend to try the Spartan Pizza trailer. When traffic came to a standstill, my palms started to sweat. Our previous trip across town for a different food trailer had been a disaster — difficulty parking, mediocre food, grumpy child, the works. So I feared that the highway jam meant we were about to fritter away another Saturday night on one of my crazy food quests.
We got lucky. We easily found the trailer and a parking spot. All three of us really liked the pizza. Greg and I chose the Medusa, which had roasted garlic balsamic spread, carmelized onions, bacon, and blue cheese. That blue cheese was pungent. Whew! I would choose differently next time, but I’m quite certain that there will be a next time because I’m keen on this place.