Dosa Cart, Washington Square

Street Vendor or dosa demi-God?

I was headed to St. Mark's to check out the Dumpling Man when a small line forming around the cart caught my eye. It's smack dab in the middle of W 4th St, and it occured to me that there was no good reason why I hadn't tried it. So I got in line and looked at the menu. It was a pretty long list of different Asian dishes..dosa with potato, pepper, onion, samosas...and cheap. I watched the Dosa man work. "What are you having" he asked. "uhh...A dosa." I said. "With onions, or potatoes" he asked. "No" I said. I stook back and tried to comprehend his process. He had a large tub..of dosa batter..and an assortment of other tubs crowded in to specific places. He spread out a dosa and then he begin piling on bright colors...woah woah WOAH..I want that! So when he started making mine I ordered potatoes and veggies. "Spicey?" he asked. "Yes SIR" And nodded and handed me a white foam take out box that held my dosa. I hurried to Kimmel cradling my treasure box. What is this going to look like? I have NO idea! Alright, I'm going to cut to the chase. I opened the box to find that puppy up there on the left. I took a bite and thought........WHERE...where..is the Dosa man!? I must go thank him! I must go tip him! I understand Jim Leff's Sainted Arepa Lady! The potatoes were amazing! The dosa was a perfectly crisp pancake which complimented the veggies inside. In the top left there was some sort of coconut mash which was excellent. In the two tubs there were south asian spices which rocked the hizzy. But really let's be honest. How much did I like it you ask? THIS MUCH.

Seriously, why isn't this in restaurants. This man is a miracle worker.