Daring or Stupid?

I can't say I'm the most daring person when it comes to food but I do consider myself a step above my father who sticks to the same boring meals every week. He is a meat and potatoes guy. In fact he only eats Chinese take-out because he was forced to eat in downtown China Town on occasion where the menu didn't offer steak and potatoes. The closest my dad gets to authentic Mexican is Taco Bell, or as he calls it the Taco Bells.

This past week I experimented with a couple of vegetables that I had never cooked with before...bok choy, lemon grass, and I still don't know what the white root vegetable was that I sliced up and added to my stir fry. But it was round and took on the flavor of the sauce. Wannabe was daring and Sheriff was horrified at all of the bok choy on his plate. He hopes we never eat it again.

But today as I exited my car to do my shopping at Wal-Mart, a total stranger approached me and asked me if I wanted to buy some tamales.

Really? I'm not sure if I would classify that under daring or stupid. I mean... who buys food from a stranger in a parking lot?

How long have they been wandering around trying to sell their tamales? Hello food poisoning. And what is in said tamales? Maybe these are the best tamales in the whole entire world... maybe. But I'm not going to find out. No way.