Azalina Eusope hovered over her simmering pot as an assistant ladled spicy soup on top of noodles, shredded chicken and bean sprouts. The laksa, a Malaysian specialty, was flavored with some 42 spices. “This is the kind of food that reminds me of my culture, my family, my memories,” said the 32-year-old Eusope, a fifth-generation vendor of Malaysian street food. “This is what we do.” Read More

In the real world, it’s a generally accepted premise that taste is not a matter of dispute. This being San Francisco, however, taste is not only disputed, it’s protested, demonized, wrapped in fuzzy ideology and served al fresco. That brings us to tranquil Dolores Park in the Mission, the site of general neighborhood harmony and all-round hipster hangout, at least until city officials decided it would be a great place to set up a mobile food stand or two. Read More