Mr C’s

Mr A’s is where you go if you need to ace an exam. It’s kinda illegal. Mr T’s is where you go if you need a big strong guy to do some work for you. I «pity the fool» that gets in his way. And Mr D’s is… well, it’s also illegal. But it might be lots of fun. However, Mr C’s is something different entirely. Something very fattening. Something very nomtastic.
What to get: Fat Darrell, Fat B**ch, Fat Anything. These are the only sandwiches in America whose names are more offensive than my reviews.
What else: The current most popular Unilocaler in NJ (or Hawaii), Louis R, has gotten here before me (that happens with sandwiches, but only with sandwiches). I’m not really into tasting Fella… fellas in general really. But I’m totally all about each to their own.
I find the Grease Trucks sandwiches to be 4 out of 5 sandwiches. I’ve tried them from a couple of different trucks. Mr C’s was the very first one I tried, years ago. This was before I knew that R U Hungry was the original (and best). I was impressed by the legacy and legend and uniqueness, but not really by the food. They were just okay. They tasted good, but not amazing. So I give them all a 4, except for R U Hungry which gets a 5 for being the first. However I don’t remember which other ones I’ve tried… just the first time (Mr C’s) and then the more recent times (R U Hungry) so those are the only two I’m reviewing.
I’ve been to the Grease Trucks 5 times. First was to see what all the fuss was about. I went to the wrong truck, which was this one. Then I found out that in fact, of the 5 trucks, a different one is the original and best. I returned for an encore and sought out «R U Hungry?» Well yes I was. I loved it.
The 3^rd, 4^th and 5^th time I visited the Grease Trucks was to bring other people here. I think one of them may have had a Mr C’s but mostly we went to R U Hungry. I may be the only person other than Louis and Avi who has ever actually eaten at Mr C’s (jk). This isn’t the sort of food I crave (it’s very American and collegey, putting stuff like deep fried mozarella sticks and mac n cheese on subs), but it does taste good. So when I bring friends here (2 girls, 1 boy so far) they inevitably seem to really get off on it. On the sandwich I mean. Not on me. That usually comes later. So to speak.
I was last here in Fall 2014 and was glad to see that even though they’ve forced all the trucks to move off campus, they are all still in existence and peddling their wares around Brunswick town. And Jimmy’s Truck has gone one better and opened an actual store, which I ate at, and enjoyed.
Would I seek them out when in Jersey? No. I’d grab Mamoun’s or Ibby’s Falafel, I’d try some hot dogs, I’d go down to the Jersey Shore and get some Rita’s Custard. But would I enjoy one if anyone ever said «I wanna try that fat sandwich thing that Adam Richman tried in Jersey», yes of course I would. It’s a novelty and it’s a fun and enjoyable novelty. They’re pretty cheap and they’re kind of, sort of, somehow worth the hype. But I’d probably take people to R-​U-​H instead of here because, well… it’s the original. The service is pretty good at both trucks though.
So next time someone asks you for a Fat B**ch, know that they may not be confessing their love of extremely curvy women with a mean streak (or men, as the case may be), but might actually just want a sandwich from Rutgers. And if they ask for a Fat Darrell, well inform them that the better looking half of Hall & Oates (as in the one with no weird moustache) is actually not particularly overweight, not compared to the majority of America anyway. And the majority of Unilocal for that matter.
The trucks are strewn all over the city now. The inferior alternatives are nearby. There may now be more than 5. They may be multiplying. I have contacted the CDC about this issue. They will get back to me. Right after they are finished playing Monopoly with real money, with the FEMA people. Which will inevitably end in an all-​out sausagefest.
And by that I mean they’ll all come down here and order a bunch of Fat sandwiches with sausages in them. Or at the very least they’ll order something else and put sausages in them. Use your imagination.
Or use your emoji-​nation since it was just world emoji day. And we love emojis. And in that sense we are an emoji-​nation. Amirite? Ruhungry? Now do you wanna know why they really call me Mr. C’s?

On Sat at about 7PM, I went to the College Ave location for sampling the RU Hungry food. RU Hungry closed up at that time and left. So, I chose Mr C from the 2 other stands that were open. The guy in the window at Mr. C looked like a Middle Eastern person whereas the other stand was manned by folks from South of the Border. So, the chance of authenticity was better at Mr. C.
I ordered a Falafel. It was $ 4.50, 0.50 more than RU Hungry. It was served in a flat bread which was OK, but a pita would have been better. The shredded iceberg lettuce had red edges indicating it was cut a few hours ago and oxygen had done its job. There was no tahini, just yogurt, a drastically inferior cost cutting measure. The hot sauce was some cheap vinegar based concoction, not an authentic smoky pepper flavored sauce one gets in a good falafel. The falafel ball itself was a little on the bland side, smooth from inside.
I make a much better falafel myself. My first experience with the grease truck food was depressing. I will have to sample RU Hungry to see if there is a difference.

2:00am — Bought a Fat Bitch
2:15am — Tasted a Fat Fellatio
2:35am — Tore up a Fat Fuck
3:00am — Took home a Fat Filipino (chicken instead of steak because its Lent)
This is how Louis R spent his Sunday morning after the RU bar crawl. The Rutgers Grease Trucks and Mr. C’s will always be etched in my memory as the spot where I got my late night study break meals, back in the day.
Go Rutgers!