I’m so old I remember “taco trucks on every corner” was supposed to sound like a threat if a lady Democrat were elected president, so I’ve been watching how Halal Guys dishing up “street meat” have broken down so much Islamophobia in NYC (my own nephew-in-law comes in from Boston to indulge). Food is always a bridge. And that’s why I feel pretty fortunate I got to finally shine some light on a farmer couple who have never tried to hide their faith. I still remember being in their tent right after October 7 and customers coming up and hugging the wife because they worried a Palestinian-American was in for some blowback. But it turns out this is not Rudy’s New York anymore. And food helped.