Being a mobile food vendor gives me the best of both worlds: I can provide for my family while being around them.
But a cap enacted in the 1980s limits the number of available food permits so vendors like me who want to earn an honest living simply can’t.
Now, I can vend just on the weekends because I have loyal customers who keep coming back for my authentic soft tamales.
And they can expect real Mexican tamales for a long time, because I’m teaching my kids the tricks of the trade so one day they can inherit the business and experience the joy that comes with working hard and making great food for a great city.
New York City should be the heart in the land of opportunity, but instead, these caps limit opportunity for thousands every year.