Can’t find the ballpark food thread (poor eyes I guess), but in addition to the pure sweetness of the Rays (feat. my man Ji-Man) completing the 4-game sweep o the Sox, I fulfilled lifelong…things I hadn’t done, but would’ve been ok never doing;
-tried Papa Johns’s za. Hello, school cafeteria pizza!
-ate dippin dots. Those pellets are cold enough that, if they’re the ice cream of the future, they’ll reverse global warming. It was like eating vanilla-flavored chunks of dry ice. No creaminess like ice cream normally has, just granular, weirdly not-really-melting…very cold gravel. Not saying they were bad, exactly, but I’m not in a rush to have them again.
Tropicana Field was much less grim than I expected! It was aight!!