I headed down to the Pod again. This time fate led me to the vegan cart.

I decided to go with the strangest thing on the menu but, since they were all out of haggis, I ordered the "tofu buffalo wings". They came with a side of carrots and ranch dressing. Instead of sticking these in a side container, the cook mixed all three in a paper soup bowl. After handing me a fork, he sent me on my way.

Sometime later, on a nearby park bench, I stared at the rancid looking contents. "I must have pissed him off," I remember saying to a colleague, who ordered a grilled cheese sandwich. "There's no way people actually eat this."

Rather than toss away the $5 concoction, I gave it a try. Somehow, against all logic, it wasn't bad. The tofu buffalo wings tasted sort of like spicy tatter tots. The ranch dressing muted the sauce's kick and the carrot's, uhhh, icky, healthy carrot-y taste.

In fact, I was so impressed I would order the dish again.

But not anytime soon.