The Unkempt Guy, the Bus-Riding Conservative and I decided to tough it out anyway. We were intrigued by the fact that the Dinin’ Hall calendar showed that The Urban Pig and Mashita Noodles would be there dishing out food truck and food cart goodness. Who can resist a food truck called The Urban Pig, with a capital “The”? Obviously, this is not just any Urban Pig — it is The Urban Pig, just as OSU is The Ohio State University.
When three sweaty walkers finally arrived, however, we learned that The Urban Pig was not present. It had succumbed to the bane of food trucks — a mechanical breakdown. Our consternation was only momentary, however, because that meant we all got to eat the excellent noodle bowls served up by the friendly, hard-working folks at Mashita Noodles. I had mine with shredded pork, to give a nod to The Urban Pig, and I ate every morsel and gladly spooned up the last drop of the traditional Japanese broth. Surprisingly, a bowl of hot noodles, pork, cuke and radish slices, and broth goes down every well indeed on a hot day.
We savored our noodle bowls, our cold water, and the shady, fan-breezy atmosphere in Dinin’ Hall, then ventured out into the harsh glare and humidity once more. By the time we got back to the office we were wilted and dripping and had decided that Dinin’ Hall might be past the outer walking limits on days when the thermometer hits the mid-90s. That just means that, on the next stifling summer day, we’ll have to let the BRC suggest a bus route instead.