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Piffle. Ballpark food is part of the experience and always has been. "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" was written a hundred years ago, and guess what? It talks about going to the ballpark and getting food. There have been many, many articles over the years devoted to which ballparks have the best food. Maybe it's because the pacing of the game lends itself to relaxing and having a bite. Maybe it's some sort of strange carryover from cricket, where they're just as food-obsessed if not more - heck, they stop the matches for tea and dinner. At any rate, if you choose not to go to the games, or not to eat while you're there, feel free not to do so.

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"Take Me Out to the Ball Game" was written a hundred years ago, and guess what? It talks about going to the ballpark and getting food.

I have attended many baseball games over the years, from semi-pro to single A to pro. Yesterday, however, at Camden Yards, was the first time I have ever NOT heard Take Me Out to the Ball Game sung at the 7th inning stretch. Apparently they have dropped it from the repertoire. I was very sad.

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Piffle. Ballpark food is part of the experience and always has been. "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" was written a hundred years ago, and guess what? It talks about going to the ballpark and getting food. There have been many, many articles over the years devoted to which ballparks have the best food. Maybe it's because the pacing of the game lends itself to relaxing and having a bite. Maybe it's some sort of strange carryover from cricket, where they're just as food-obsessed if not more - heck, they stop the matches for tea and dinner. At any rate, if you choose not to go to the games, or not to eat while you're there, feel free not to do so.

Well, to be completely parochial about it, peanuts, CrackerJacks and hot dogs should be the only foods allowed.

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Could someone please explain to me the obsession about eating at a baseball park?

For someone who is interested in what's going on on the field, it's a wonderful way to get your otherwise disinterested friends/family to go to a game with you ;)

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Well, to be completely parochial about it, peanuts, CrackerJacks and hot dogs should be the only foods allowed.

And your wine recommendation? ;)

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Could someone please explain to me the obsession about eating at a baseball park?

Grilled Dodger Dogs with French's Yellow Mustard and Peanuts from Roger the Peanut Guy thrown across 25 rows of seats into your hands so softly that even I can catch them! Dang! The first time Roger sold me peanuts a double bag was $.25!

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Grilled Dodger Dogs with French's Yellow Mustard and Peanuts from Roger the Peanut Guy thrown across 25 rows of seats into your hands so softly that even I can catch them! Dang! The first time Roger sold me peanuts a double bag was $.25!

Oh, yeah! The good ol' days at Shabbos Ravine =;-D

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Oh, yeah! The good ol' days at Shabbos Ravine =;-D
With Reb Koulfax and the dreaded Juan Marichal. The best 1 hour and 18 minutes of my baseball past was a 1-0 game with Wills bunting a leadoff single, an SB followed by a ground out and an SF to get him home.

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Could someone please explain to me the obsession about eating at a baseball park?

My dad took me to Comiskey Park every summer. To this day, there is nothing that can make me as profoundly, fundamentally happy as that shocking first glimpse of the green of the field, followed by the taste of a hot dog and peanuts. For me, this culmination of sensation has always represented to me a deep, very personal happiness--a reminder of days when Harold Baines was the best player I could ever hope to see and when the White Sox always had a shot.

Says Tom Boswell, "Time goes fast counted in decades, but, mercifully, passes quite slowly when gauged by summer evenings in a ballpark."

Indeed. For me, all it takes is a hot dog, a sly hit, and an appreciative companion to take a sabbatical from my life and become one with the boys of summer. And it just doesn't work without a hot dog!

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We went last night. Staff is still getting up to speed so it took a while to get anything! Everything is expensive-players need to make their millions. Ben's half smoked was the best item we tried but there are many choices. The brisket from RHB wasn't bad but at $10 a one time experience. Beer selection is good with quality drafts-Pilsner Urquell, etc. Wine choices are poor and, again, at $8.50 to be avoided. You can bring your own food and a liter of water per person-the way to go. They had a pasta station set up in the club area for $15 a serving-not much business. Overall, it's a nice park and the sitelines are good just about everywhere; our seats were padded and very comfortable. The Nats, however, need a 101 class in fielding. Take the metro-very easy and well organized last night albeit with a half full house.

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To this day, there is nothing that can make me as profoundly, fundamentally happy as that shocking first glimpse of the green of the field, followed by the taste of a hot dog and peanuts. For me, this culmination of sensation has always represented to me a deep, very personal happiness--

Says Tom Boswell, "Time goes fast counted in decades, but, mercifully, passes quite slowly when gauged by summer evenings in a ballpark."

Indeed. For me, all it takes is a hot dog, a sly hit, and an appreciative companion to take a sabbatical from my life and become one with the boys of summer. And it just doesn't work without a hot dog!

I couldn't have put it better myself. Other than apple pies and Chevrolet's (c'mon, you all know the jingle...) there's nothing more typically American than baseball and hot dogs.

As someone who attends more professional baseball games in a season than any reasonable person ought to, I can say that I'm grateful for better and expanded food options because more often than not, this is my DINNER, not just a gametime snack.. I go right from work to the ballpark. If I decided to wait to eat at home after the games, I might be eating dinner at midnight or later.

Tonight, I tried the Nachos by the first base gate. They were out of ground beef, so I had them with steak. Not bad at all.

The Ben's Half-Smoke "All the way" went down so quickly, I can't truly do it justice. My gosh, that's a great addition this year!

Oh, and on Monday and today, I noticed that they FINALLY had hotdog vendors in the stands. Hooray!

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had to go for the hard times chili dog last night.

I was a happy girl.

I, too, am pleased to see some expanded options. It's often dinner for me as well out there.

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Word. And me, I require a certain amount of vegetable matter for survival. At RFK, if you wanted a vegetable, it was either a sausage with peppers & onions, or something with a side of slaw from red hot & blue. If I'm eating there three nights out of some weeks, I can now get a salad.

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Last night. No breakfast, no lunch. Arrived at ballpark top of 3rd inning. Immediately went to Hard Times stand and greedily ordered Chili Mac and nachos. Had to request a slice of cornbread, which they should have just offered to me in the first place, the only minor annoyance.

As I was standing in line, Ronnie Belliard's home run landed aprox. 50 feet to my right. I heard the crowd and saw it descend into the stands, a fun moment.

The Hard Times nachos are by far the better of the two nacho orders that I've had so far. The chili mac is an old favorite, a seriously good meal unto itself. I could order that every time and never get tired of it.

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Grabbing a Ben's half smoke wit in the regular hot dog stand line is a great trick. Thinking you are grabbing a draft beer in the line that advertizes Sierra, Yuengling, Beck's, Hook n Ladder, etc is not as those are available only by the bottle.... Boo. Great park though, surprisingly easy to get to and fro and, an unsuprisingly dramatic upgrade over RFK.

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Attended the game yesterday. It's my opinion that the ballpark is fantastic. Lots of amenities, but not over the top, so baseball is still the focus. I found there to be lots of places where you can watch live action while purchasing or eating your food. Some food lines are long and others are not, so it seems to be combination of fans not knowing where to purchase food and facility staff not directing fans to other (and often nearby) food stations. There are a lot of food options though and obviously I haven't tried many. Yesterday I went with the kosher hot dog (hit the spot) and later split some chili cheese fries from Ben's Chili Bowl (I didn't notice a difference from the original). Plenty of beer options for a ballpark. I wish the roaming beer guys would have the beer cooler (at least the Bud Light guy who visited my section). All and all, a great place to watch a ballgame, or ride out a rain delay.

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Attended Sunday's win against the Braves (FINALLY!), only the 2nd home win in the new park.

Tried the Phillie Cheese Steak from "Steak of the Nation" (located in right-center field).

Meh.

Not BAD, but nothing special. I don't need to get another one.

Gifford's hot chocolate hit the spot on a day that was a HELLUVA lot colder than the weather folks said that it would be. 60 at game time, my patoot, I don't think that it ever got out of the 40's.

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I almost wish I had never heard this:

"[Frank Ruta] entertained dreams of selling [hot] dogs, and his celebrated truffled cheeseburger, at the Nats' new stadium, though he says he didn't press his case hard enough with team ownership." -- 4.18.08 City Paper

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I almost wish I had never heard this:

"[Frank Ruta] entertained dreams of selling [hot] dogs, and his celebrated truffled cheeseburger, at the Nats' new stadium, though he says he didn't press his case hard enough with team ownership." -- 4.18.08 City Paper

I'm actually glad he didn't follow through. Not because his haute ballpark fare wouldn't have been fantastic, but because his stand would have almost certainly been sequestered in the club level and unavailable to those of us with regular folks' seats. That would have been torture.

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Well, if last night's game is any indication, you can take your time having a multi course meal, and then, best of all, you will suddenly lose all of that caloric intake as the last pitcher blows the whole thing in a 1/2 inning debacle that doesn't even approach the effort of a decent high school team.

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best of all, you will suddenly lose all of that caloric intake as the last pitcher blows the whole thing in a 1/2 inning debacle that doesn't even approach the effort of a decent high school team.

I don't suppose I dare ask from which exit point. ;)

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Well, if last night's game is any indication, you can take your time having a multi course meal, and then, best of all, you will suddenly lose all of that caloric intake as the last pitcher blows the whole thing in a 1/2 inning debacle that doesn't even approach the effort of a decent high school team.
Now, now. We may have a new stadium and all, but the team ain't quite there yet; no need to lose sleep or dinner over it.

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I don't suppose I dare ask from which exit point. ;)

Well, for me, last night, it was all possible evacuation methods. I am thinking of doing a infomercial called, "Lose weight with the Nats!"

As someone who decided to change his allegiance after 25 years, I have to say, I might have picked the wrong team (though I kind of knew that going in-so, once again, I should have thought it out a bit more. But, happily, I like my seat partner so it's worth it).

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Now, now. We may have a new stadium and all, but the team ain't quite there yet; no need to lose sleep or dinner over it.

I think they should bring back Ed Brinkman to bat cleanup.

(I used to love the slugfests between him and Mark Belanger when they played the Orioles.)

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