For years there was a guy who delivered mid grade meats from something that looked like an ice cream truck to our town when I was growing up in the 80s. I think it was Swanson’s but I’m not positive about that because we were far too poor to buy delivery meat. It was a legitimate business, though. One day he stopped delivering. A few months later he was back to delivering except he was no longer in the ice cream looking truck and the meat was no longer in branded packages. He was driving an unbranded white delivery van and it obviously became his home business.
He would deliver for a few months, disappear, then start again. That lasted until the mid 00’s when my parents moved to a different small shitty town nearby. He could still be doing it for all I know.
I think it’s insane that there’s more than one dude riding around delivering meat unaffiliated with any business.
There’s a much less disturbing thing like that here- “the peach truck.” Every summer it drives around town selling peaches out of the back for a decent price if you buy a bunch of them. People on Facebook report where it is all day when it’s around.
We’ve got the tamale guy around where I live now. He’s such a big deal that during hurricane Harvey my buddy found him at Buc-ees between here and Dallas, put up a public Facebook post about it, and ended up with his most liked and shared post ever. It was a blow to his self esteem because he couldn’t get nearly so many likes about his band playing a benefit after Harvey.
Honestly, if they hadn’t posted some of the Yelp reviews, I would think this was some kind of weird fever dream of an urban legend.
The fact that they’ve also now seen a second group of people doing this in their neighborhood and that the first is apparently banned from operating in at least one state makes it all the crazier.
Re: the meat van story
For years there was a guy who delivered mid grade meats from something that looked like an ice cream truck to our town when I was growing up in the 80s. I think it was Swanson’s but I’m not positive about that because we were far too poor to buy delivery meat. It was a legitimate business, though. One day he stopped delivering. A few months later he was back to delivering except he was no longer in the ice cream looking truck and the meat was no longer in branded packages. He was driving an unbranded white delivery van and it obviously became his home business.
He would deliver for a few months, disappear, then start again. That lasted until the mid 00’s when my parents moved to a different small shitty town nearby. He could still be doing it for all I know.
I think it’s insane that there’s more than one dude riding around delivering meat unaffiliated with any business.
There’s a much less disturbing thing like that here- “the peach truck.” Every summer it drives around town selling peaches out of the back for a decent price if you buy a bunch of them. People on Facebook report where it is all day when it’s around.
We’ve got the tamale guy around where I live now. He’s such a big deal that during hurricane Harvey my buddy found him at Buc-ees between here and Dallas, put up a public Facebook post about it, and ended up with his most liked and shared post ever. It was a blow to his self esteem because he couldn’t get nearly so many likes about his band playing a benefit after Harvey.
We had a guy like that with a push cart when I lived in L.A.! Just pushed his cart down the road yelling, “tamales!” That was awesome.
Honestly, if they hadn’t posted some of the Yelp reviews, I would think this was some kind of weird fever dream of an urban legend.
The fact that they’ve also now seen a second group of people doing this in their neighborhood and that the first is apparently banned from operating in at least one state makes it all the crazier.