peanuts and cracker jacks
Went to the Dodgers game tonight. The first time I've been to Dodgers Stadium since I was little and went with my grandma. While the home team didn't fare so well, since it was a work event, the tickets we got were in this section called All You Can Eat. Seriously. And it's stadium food. I had nachos, ya'll. In part because I've been on a Mexican kick and though these can't count as anything remotely ethnic, I ordered 'em anyway. After she finished taking my order, she had to (and I'm not even kidding here) CHANGE THE CHEESE BAG. That's right. I don't even want to say what that reminds me of. Yet I still ate them. And I also had some peanuts. Both were good because ritual accounts for taste. Left at Seventh Inning Stretch. Very sleepy.
2 comments:
Honestly, I love ballpark nachos and frankly, all ballpark food. I know it's not good for me, but I firmly believe that it's okay to eat processed cheese once in a blue moon. How often do you go to a Dodger's game? See.
What?? They sell cheese in a bag?? Ahh, this might just solve my cheese-IV problem!
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