Atlanta Braves at Texas Rangers, part II
I am no expert on culinary resources, but I know what I like. Part of my fascination with baseball includes ballpark foods. The baseline hot dog experience is grounded in Costco, yes, that Costco, the $1.50 hot dog and a drink thing, in their food courts. Austin, San Antonio, all about the same, not the best, but price, efficacy, and location? Sure works. Dependably good.
That’s the base, the starting point. While the energy in Fenway is unmatched, the Chicago hot dogs have been the best thus far, with a nod to the Baltimore Orioles and their impeccable Camden Yard (crab meat hot dog).
Ranger Stadium had lobster rolls, harkens back to Boston, and spring training in Phoenix, but that’s best left for others.
The lobster rolls were a little small, looked and tasted like real lobster, with a local nod as a choice, of either jalapeños or pico (de gallo) as optional toppings.
The brisket egg roll, I was less impressed. The filling itself was tasty enough brisket, redolent in a sweet BBQ brisket, but when the sauce is too sweet? Like women? Too sweet means it’s hiding something. Two brisket egg rolls and fries, the fries were excellent, the brisket filling good, just the egg roll itself seemed a little greasy. Might be me. Still worth trying.
The final piece was the hot dog flight. Triple play. A Chicago-style dog, a chili dog, and a (something) hot dog that was bacon-wrapped then smothered in pico de gallo, festooned with a liberal dose of melted cheese-like substance.
The Rangers walloped the Braves. Think Atlanta needs some more pitchers.
Atlanta Braves at Texas Rangers, part II
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