Boccalone’s delivery tricycle lost its front wheel outside the offices, causing its driver to topple to the ground and suffer multiple abrasions. A fire truck arrived on the scene to provide first aid.

At first, the trike delivery trend was simply dangerously cute, on a par with singing telegrams and bubble tea. Now, however, it is clear that such precarious vehicles, laden with their artisanal wares (in this case, fabulous cured meats), are unsafe at any speed. The driver’s last tweet reads, “Leaving Fidi. On my way to 123 south park by 1230.”

We wish Boccalone well, and hope the trike driver recovers. Nobody should have to experience road rash in the service of somebody’s prosciutto cotto sandwich cravings.

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