Ballpark Food and Other Snacks
We spent Thursday through Saturday in Phoenix for a little bit of Spring Training. Doof had a class with her girl scout troop (and she's not wild about baseball anyway), so she did not join us. We went from the airport to our first game (with a quick stop at our hotel to check in and drop off our luggage). G was in charge of planning our trip and buying our game tickets. Our mission was to go to some parks we hadn't seen before, so our first stop was in Maryvale for a Milwaukee Brewers home game. The parks are small and nice and you can get really great seats for not a lot of money. Here is the view from our seats:
The perk of going to a game there is that they bring their ballpark food from Milwaukee, so the bratwursts were fantastic. And then we got to see the famous sausage race, which was not quite as amusing as we had hoped.
Dinner that evening was at a place called the Salt Cellar and it was terrific. The only downside was that they didn't have highchairs. Who doesn't have highchairs? So we had to hold Bug the entire time, a fact complicated by the fact that G decided to order the cracked crab. Oh well. Seared ahi will always make me happy, so I can't complain.
On Friday, we went to see the Angels play at their park in Tempe. The food wasn't great, but we had a nice time. And the Angels won 10-1. Dinner was at a place called Don & Charlie's, which has an amazing collection of sports, particularly baseball memorabilia. The food was good, but the one thing I will remember most from that meal was the garlic cheese toast. Oh my god! We almost got a second order to go. Bug liked it quite a lot too.
On Saturday, we drove to Surprise to see a Rangers Royals game. Given that we don't care much about either team, we still had a good time, partly because a series of walks and hit batters nearly sent the game to extra innings and partly because of the chocolate ice cream, which led to this:
I had not intended to share my ice cream with her, but she looked so jealous. Besides, I figured the fact that it was cold would freak her out and she wouldn't want any more. I was wrong. She loved it. She's definitely my child.
After the game, it was off to the airport and then home. Yay for home. It was a nice trip, but I think Bug had had enough of being confined, so she was more than happy to spend the rest of the weekend crawling through the living room.
But it was quite a culinary adventure because she got to partake of the following (in no particular order):
Various jarred stage 2 baby food
Mommy milk
Water from a bottle with a sports top
Lettuce with salad dressing
Baked potato with butter
Bread
Zucchini
Garlic cheese toast
Au gratin potatoes
Home fries
Bagel chips (which turned out to be spicy, but she didn't mind)
Rye bread (mommy picked out the seeds)
Chocolate ice cream
She liked everything.
The perk of going to a game there is that they bring their ballpark food from Milwaukee, so the bratwursts were fantastic. And then we got to see the famous sausage race, which was not quite as amusing as we had hoped.
Dinner that evening was at a place called the Salt Cellar and it was terrific. The only downside was that they didn't have highchairs. Who doesn't have highchairs? So we had to hold Bug the entire time, a fact complicated by the fact that G decided to order the cracked crab. Oh well. Seared ahi will always make me happy, so I can't complain.
On Friday, we went to see the Angels play at their park in Tempe. The food wasn't great, but we had a nice time. And the Angels won 10-1. Dinner was at a place called Don & Charlie's, which has an amazing collection of sports, particularly baseball memorabilia. The food was good, but the one thing I will remember most from that meal was the garlic cheese toast. Oh my god! We almost got a second order to go. Bug liked it quite a lot too.
On Saturday, we drove to Surprise to see a Rangers Royals game. Given that we don't care much about either team, we still had a good time, partly because a series of walks and hit batters nearly sent the game to extra innings and partly because of the chocolate ice cream, which led to this:
I had not intended to share my ice cream with her, but she looked so jealous. Besides, I figured the fact that it was cold would freak her out and she wouldn't want any more. I was wrong. She loved it. She's definitely my child.
After the game, it was off to the airport and then home. Yay for home. It was a nice trip, but I think Bug had had enough of being confined, so she was more than happy to spend the rest of the weekend crawling through the living room.
But it was quite a culinary adventure because she got to partake of the following (in no particular order):
Various jarred stage 2 baby food
Mommy milk
Water from a bottle with a sports top
Lettuce with salad dressing
Baked potato with butter
Bread
Zucchini
Garlic cheese toast
Au gratin potatoes
Home fries
Bagel chips (which turned out to be spicy, but she didn't mind)
Rye bread (mommy picked out the seeds)
Chocolate ice cream
She liked everything.
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