I’ll always remember the beer vendor in “new Comiskey” (I refuse to maintain up with new names) at a rando night recreation again after I was in grad faculty at Northwestern in May 1998… he would come round once in a while and easily ask:
“Whoooooo’s ready?… (looooong pause)… for THE TASTE?”
Man, oh, man, I’ve by no means heard a greater pitch for a beer — or something — at a recreation. I don’t know what swill I used to be consuming that evening (as my mate, who was from Baltimore, stored calling Sidney Ponson one thing like “tea-kettle ass”) however I do know I loved “the taste” all evening.
And since then my palate has developed a bit extra and now I’m an unapologetic beer snob. So, for my cash, I christen Seattle, Philly and Minny the kings of beer. And not as a result of they serve the King of Beers, however as a result of they provide a lot extra. When I’m visiting a brand new city, I wish to pattern native microbrews. ACTUAL microbrews, so SIT DOWN, Goose Island — sadly I don’t imply you anymore. Seattle takes the belt here for one cause. This.
Fans can go there and see what beers are being bought the place and for how a lot. WHY IS THIS NOT ON EVERY TEAM’S SITE? This consideration to element, this show of caring for followers’ wallets and time, that is so uncommon as to be noteworthy. As for Minny and Philly, I’ve discovered their choices to be a-plenty as nicely, with a deal with the native.
The worst? Miller Park in Milwaukee. Why? Re-peep the title of the park and take a wild guess. (🚨 IMPORTANT UPDATE! 🚨 IT IS NO LONGER MILLER PARK BUT … AMERICAN … FAMILY … FIELD. Whatever that’s. So perhaps their beer choice received’t suck now. Dare to dream. It is Milwaukee. Please give me one thing good with which to scrub down that tasty brat, thanks)
As for meals, San Diego with its fish tacos and tri-tip nachos, and Minny with its eclectic fare rank excessive for me. Having Indian meals at a ballpark, as I did at Target Field, and never being disgusted however truly happy was a giant second. As was getting a salad in Houston. Houston! And it wasn’t even deep fried! But truthfully, there’s a lot selection on the market now it’s inspiring. You can’t go fallacious in any park anymore. Unlike the outdated days, there’s something greater than peanuts and Cracker Jacks up for grabs. Explore and luxuriate in all of it. I’d say be sure that you attempt the X at Y ballpark, however given it’s been a minute since we’ve had dwell baseball, menus change seasonally anyway, and I don’t wish to wind up in a Schmitter state of affairs here. Oh, Schmitter, how I miss you.