Austin Trailer Treasures: 5 Food Truck Dishes To Try

by Adam Sparks |

Austin’s trailers shuttered their windows when the temperatures headed south in past weeks, but, with Spring around the corner, it’s time to hit the ATM and dig in on the best food served on four wheels.

Brisket at Franklin BBQ: All of a sudden, Franklin BBQ is the ‘que to beat. Smoked to a moist perfection (and yes, you should eat the fat), their red-ringed brisket saves you a tank of gas no longer needed for the hour drive to Lockhart. Tangy sauces are available (including a wonderfully pungent esspresso sauce), but real gourmands let the meat speak for itself.
3421 N. I-35; 512-653-1187

Nasu Rice at East Side King @ The Grackle: Uchiko executive chef Paul Qui continues his benevolent campaign to make Austin taste buds happy, succeeding once again with his food cart favorite East Side King, this time down the street at the Grackle bar. Nasu rice — deliciously juicy eggplant with sesame seeds and green onion over rice, doused with miso — shows Qui’s versatility and why we’ll follow wherever his trailers lead.
1700 E. Sixth St. (in the Grackle); 512-524-0133

Chicago Hot Dog at Chris’s Little Chicago: There are only two ways to make a Chicago Hot Dog: the right way and the wrong way. Chris — thankfully — choses the former, serving up Vienna beef weiners with all the proper toppings, including a heaping helping of out-of-this world day glow relish.
3600 S. Lamar Blvd.; 512-300-1791

Cheesesteak at #19 Bus: It’s hard to miss the #19 bus (pictured) as you drive into East Sixth’s East Side Drive-In, made even harder by the pungent smell of cheesesteak wafting through the air. The bun and beef have the authentic taste and softness, but true Texans order extra queso and jalepeños.
1600 E. Sixth St.

Fried Gravy Ball at Not Your Mama’s: The arms race for most creative (and tasty!) trailer food continues with a smorgesboard of haute cuisine served in paper baskets at Not Your Mama’s. As if steak sliders weren’t good enough, these mini masterpieces are topped with — you read that right — a ball of fried gravy. Amen, Mama.
2209 E. Cesar Chavez