text: The last time I saw 3 guys in a bus handing things to a huge crowd I woke up a week later on the Phish tour bus with a girl name Love Moonbeam...or Moon Lovebeam...or Beam Moonlove. Maybe it was Nancy.  Whatever.  It was told I had a good time. I was told I was a God.  I was told to get off the bus immediately. Damn hippies are so sensitive.  Make one Grace Slick heroin joke and suddenly you are Pol Pot. Never trust a hippie. Always wash any midget you come in contact with. Two things that will serve you well dear readers.\n\nWell, what does this brief moment with the unwashed have to do with anything? I don't know. I just swallowed two green pills I found in an alley way I woke up in last night. (Another long story, but it begins as all long stories do...with a fist full of cash and a woman of ill-repute.)  So, before I nod off or run 15 miles backwards again...I will continue with my words of love, food, and tiny microbes that live in our brains.\n\nSo, everywhere Rex has hung his hat, his lovely purple feathered hat, one constant thing I hear is \"how the hell did you find us?\"  After that is how good the Slider Truck is.  Slider Truck. Screams as they run. Faint murmurs of Slider Truck. Silence. Time and time again. The same pattern.  I know why they scream, I didn't understand the Slider Truck obsession.  Well, Rex is no stranger to herpes and taking food from strangers in a vehicle.  Usually with those two things I see a cause and effect.  Thankfully this time I didn't have to do anything untoward, just pay money and the food came.\n\nSo me and my favorite part time wench went to a park in Henderson to try this local phenomenon.  I got into line. The line barely moved. I waited. The line barely moved. I waited 30 minutes and I was not much closer. Rex became angry. Rex became incensed. Rex cried out to the skies. Rex cried.  After an hour, two beatings, and a slight case of heat stroke I arrived at the window. I had gone to their website and studied their menu. I knew what I wanted. I ordered like a pro. The kid who took my order smiled brightly and called me his hero. I blushed. Me and my sometimes intimate partner I only have to pay scale moved over to wait some more.  We ordered 1 Barbie, 2 Pep Pep and 3 Pulled Porkies. We added drinks and the sweet potato fries.  We waited some more. It took time. Rex hates waiting and this has tried my patience and my left hook to the point of exhaustion.  Finally the food came. We celebrated. We danced. She cried out of her non-glass eye.  It was a beautiful day, only about 200 degrees outside. We sat under a tree. The food smelled great.  \n\nI ate the Barbie and the BBQ sauce was great and the caramelized jalapeno balanced the sweetness.  The Pep Pep was like an attempt at a gourmet Big Mac. The sauce was very familiar and very tasty. Tangy and sweet. It was good. Then the pulled pork. Tender pork, bbq sauce and a little heat from the jalapeno. I ate one of the sweet potato fries and then put about 75% of the container in my mouth at one time.  The verdict...decidedly mixed.  I admire these kids and their attempts to recreate the food trucks of other cities...but it needs to be more than just clever and right now this is just clever. The star of the show was the pulled pork, and why...it was the  only thing that wasn't overcooked. It wasn't sauced enough and it needed a little more flavor in the pork when it was cooking, but overall it was very good. The bun has a bit of grease on it and that made it very buttery. That was nice.  The burgers had the potential to be amazing, but they just weren't. They were so far overcooked that the Barbie I had was like a hockey puck. The Pep Pep was very good but again over cooked and under sauced. I loved the fries. They were well done and relatively inventive. Salt, sugar and spice. Excellent. Another surprise flavor could have really stepped it up a notch, but I am not going to nitpick. \nI want to like these guys, I want to support them. But when I spend almost 30 bucks on dinner I better get more than some really over cooked meat.  The portions were \"slider\" size but the prices were gourmet (3 for 7 bucks), and the execution was decidedly NOT gourmet. \n\nI think the worse thing I can say is that given the wait, the overcooked meat and the lack of some basic fundamentals with the food I can't say I would come back. If I didn't have to wait an hour I would eat there again, but right now the town is obsessed with novelty food that lacks sophistication...why should I spoil that for them.  To me this is like dating a supermodel without a vagina...slightly depressing, terribly irritating and not worth the time you put into it. You want to love her, but you can't.\n\nYou can love Rex. Try as hard as you can. Rex can't love you.