By Birgitte Bundesen Svarre
When presented with the idea of a guided tour of food carts in downtown Manhattan, the Scandinavian skeptic in me thought: “hmmm standing up, eating hot dogs and pretzels for an hour, hmmm…”. Luckily, the Scandinavian skeptic was taken by surprise, and it wasn’t just because of the great food. It was also the tales told by the food cart owners and the Urban Oyster guides. And not the least what I am going to present in images here: the people at the food carts. We visited four food carts on the tour and it was as if we went from one small world to another – all on the sidewalks of New York.
Note: my comments on ethnic origin are not based on precise information; I did not ask people their origin. My guess are only meant to describe the worlds on the sidewalks as I experienced them.