If you’ve at one point in the last decade or so been a resident in San Francisco, you probably know about the Tamale Lady. Until a couple months ago, I didn’t know she had a counterpart.

This is the Meat Guy. Not exactly his official moniker, but while I was out with some coworkers at Dylan’s, this guy dressed completely in white came in with a styrofoam cooler selling sides of beef and other meats. I’m vegetarian, so I passed. My coworkers, apparently having satisfactory quantities of meat at home, also passed.

I have to wonder, though… if you did purchase meat from this guy… where would you put it, assuming you weren’t going home any time soon?