A dark night in a city that knows not how to stave off hunger, but one man is still trying to find the answers to the question of “What shall we eat?” Geaux Boy, sandwich vigilante.

It was April 21, 2014. The first day of opening for the much anticipated sandwich truck was a celebratory event. We had followed closely the snares and drama that is encountered behind the scenes when trying to open a behemoth kitchen on wheels. Trust me, you don’t just slap a grill on a trailer and get to work. There is a lot that goes on. But local Jacob Merrit persevered, and Mobile’s food truck scene became a bit richer. I was called in to investigate.

I was familiar with the late night servings at the corner of Washington and Conti streets. People were coming in droves out of the Garage for a taste of debris fries and pork sliders. It was a day or two later that I found the green and white truck at Cathedral Square on a Thursday morning, and just for the purpose of building a case I decided it was best to try at least three of our crusader’s sandwiches.

The Ramdy is one of his most popular with roast beef, gravy, lettuce, pickle, tomato and mayo. The Alida is ham, roast beef, cheddar, and au jus. Although these two were formidable po-boys, on this day the Panini-pressed Soto won my heart with its pulled pork, ham, Swiss, pickle, and mustard as a version of a pressed Cuban.

In my opinion what was coming off the truck was impressive, but we always give places a little breathing room before we review. Some start strong and fizzle. Others don’t have their legs under them for a few months. Knowing it was not the latter, and hoping it would not prove to be the former, I would check in on Geaux Boy from time to time. Then I got the call.

It was case #548: the case of the missing jacket.

A cool December morning, a woman who we will call “Mrs. Carol” in order to protect the innocent was standing on the porch of her two story Oakleigh house. Someone had stolen her prized possession, a jacket that was so warm it could melt a cheese sandwich from across the room. With a trembling voice on her end of the call I boldly assured her my team of investigators Mr. Bubble, Kelley Babyface McKee, and I were on it.

It didn’t take long before the suspect was caught red-handed wearing the jacket and a black purse with a bottle of stolen Rose’ and a ticket for a midnight train to Memphis. We had only one stop when returning the jacket. You guessed it-Geaux Boy.
My famished crew was eager to find a dining destination, and we thought it a nice gesture to bring a little to “Mrs. Carol” in order to ease her suffering and celebrate her victory.

With a sack full of food we dined family style at the kitchen bar, sharing everything. Duck and andouille gumbo ($8) was an excellent beginning. The meat was plentiful and best when you got a spoonful of each.

Chicken and sausage jambalaya ($6) was another great appetizer. For six bucks this could be a cheap lightning lunch for anyone.

We cut the Margeaux ($10) into four equal parts and enjoyed this fried oyster po-boy dressed as it should be. I did love the crispy batter and must warn that if you eat this alone it is pretty darned big. Maybe split one with a friend.

Remember those pork sliders I mentioned earlier? Usually those are on the late night menu, but today they mysteriously appeared at lunch. Of course we had to investigate that, too. It’s just what you’d think. A hamburger slider may be a little lacking, but a pork slider is more likely to fill you up. I could eat several of these, but I’d regret it. Don’t let the tremendous flavor trick you into eating too many.

Everyone has to have a low carb option, right? Geaux Boy is no different. The C-Love ($8) is basically a deconstructed sandwich with no bread. I’ll try to recreate it for you, but I ate it so fast I didn’t get a good look. It is Korean barbecue chicken, I know that. I remember carrots, sprouts, and tons of cilantro on top. This slightly sweet, vinegary tasting pile of goodness is my favorite. I will bring out-of-towners to this truck for this dish, but as good as it is it in no way overshadows the po-boys.

There aren’t always desserts on these food trucks. Today there was. Bacon Pralines ($3) were thick and clumpy compared to smooth, flatter pralines but were quite delicious. Three bucks got me a handful.

“Mrs. Carol” was very appreciative of our diligent work and the timely manner in which her jacket was returned. You never know what the weather in Mobile is going to be. I think she was more impressed with Geaux Boy. We tried to help her decorate her tree, but it proved to be beyond our expertise. Bubble pretended to help by holding a strand of lights. “Mrs. Carol” pretended to appreciate the effort.

We solved the case of the case of the missing jacket, but it was Geaux Boy who answered, “What shall we eat?”

With bread coming from Lindehiemer’s no more than 12 hours out of the oven, slow smoked meats, and fresh ingredients it’s no wonder our sandwich hero is getting the call for lots of catering events, food truck festivals, and an already packed regular schedule which includes: Monday at McCoy’s Outdoor, Tuesday at Bebo’s in Springhill, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday in downtown, usually near Cathedral Square.

Check them out on Facebook. Lunch usually starts about 11 a.m. Get there early. He occasionally sells out!

Geaux Boy Food Truck
Mobile, AL