This is not your average lunch stop. It’s a mobile monument to excess, noise, and unapologetic indulgence. At first glance, the menu is a cardiologist’s anxiety dream. The signature item, aptly named "The Dipstick," is a half-pound beef patty topped with mozzarella sticks, onion rings, and a fried egg, all drizzled with garlic butter and served between two glazed donuts. But the real showstopper is the "10W-30 Poutine"—fries smothered in cheese curds, brown gravy, and a finishing splash of chili oil that shimmers like fresh asphalt.
By Jason Moore | Culinary & Culture Desk food truck serves big oily ass
“We’re not selling health food,” Mortensen says with a grin. “We’re selling a feeling. That feeling when you’ve had a long week, and you just want to turn your brain off and your cholesterol on.” The phrase “Big Oily Lifestyle” has become a rallying cry on social media, where fans post videos of cheese pulls stretching for feet and the satisfying sizzle of fresh fries hitting peanut oil. Hashtags like #GreaseGang and #OilyAF have accumulated millions of views. This is not your average lunch stop
The Big Oily Lifestyle is served daily from 6 PM to midnight. Closed Mondays. The signature item, aptly named "The Dipstick," is
For followers, it’s not about nutritional balance—it’s about community. It’s the shared laugh when a stranger’s napkin disintegrates. It’s the high-five after finishing a spicy challenge. It’s the understanding that sometimes, entertainment means embracing the mess. Is Grease Lightning good for you? Almost certainly not. But in a world of calorie counts and gluten-free alternatives, there is something liberating about a food truck that refuses to apologize for its oily, loud, and wonderfully excessive soul.
Between sets, Mortensen hosts the "Oil Change Challenge": contestants race to finish a triple-Dipstick burger without wiping their hands. The winner receives a free t-shirt that reads, "I Clogged for the Cause."
“It’s part dinner, part demolition derby,” laughs regular patron Maya Chen, wiping her chin with a paper towel. “You come for the grease, but you stay for the chaos.” The truck has also become a launchpad for underground entertainment. On any given night, you might find a stand-up comedian riffing on heartburn, a fire breather using cooking oil for fuel, or a "greased watermelon" relay race across the parking lot. Local artists paint murals directly onto old fryer baskets, which are then auctioned off for charity.
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