While the Fenway Frank may not have won over my taste buds, the city of Boston, their sports and their people stole a piece of my heart! I have so much love for the city of Boston and look forward to visiting again soon!
Being a devoted sports girl, there were several items on my summer bucket list related to visiting stadiums and watching sporting events from basketball to baseball. I was able to check one off my list while in Boston with a visit to Fenway Park.
We started the Fenway experience at the Bleacher Bar. Given its name because it is literally below the Fenway Park Bleachers.
If you’re ambitious (like 8 hours pre-game ambitious) you can even get a seat in the bar and watch the entire game with free front row seats.
Yes, this shot was actually taken inside of the bar. My other favorite part of Bleacher Bar. They have windows in the bathroom that face in this direction so you never have to miss a minute of action.
Yes, Boston people definitely take their sports seriously (one of my favorite things about them!)
Pictured above is the awesome gentleman that made my Fenway Park experience happen, my friend Greg. Thanks Mr Pickle! Inside joke, has something to do with one awesome pickle shirt!
Post Bleacher Bar we headed over to Island Creek Oyster Bar.
Yes, most people eat hot dogs pre-game. This crew eats oysters!
They were talking up these oysters for a week on Martha’s Vineyard, like constantly obsessing over Island Creek Oysters.
Now, I would not consider myself an oyster connoisseur by any means, but I have had my fair share of oysters from coast-to-coast and I’m not going to lie, these are the best I’ve ever had.
Following a dozen oysters and couple apps, we headed over to the game. Luckily it was a night game because Boston was getting pretty hot and sticky during the days! This also made for the most amazing sunset over the park.
Unfortunately the Sox aren’t looking so great this year and they lost to the Yankees, but we still had a great time!
I really don’t understand why people hate Boston fans, they’re awesome, just a little passionate with a side of incredible blunt-ness!
As a foodie, food blogger extraordinaire, culinary creator, girl who loves to eat, whatever you want to call me, I almost hate to admit that one of my favorite foods is yes, the hot dog!
There’s something about a delicious, juicy grilled dog nestled in a nicely toasted, warm bun with a slight drizzle of ketchup that makes my mouth water every time!
While in New York I was lucky enough to attend a game at the beautiful new Yankee stadium!
First stop: obvi, hot dog and beer!
This is me, taking my “ketchup-placing-strategy” very seriously!
And now the ultimate moment has descended upon us. The time for Yankee Dog consumption.
Um ya people, that was delicious. I don’t think I even made it away from the condiment counter before the whole thing was gone and I was back in line for numero dos!
A little background on my Yankee Dog. While downstairs at the stadium there are Nathan’s hot dogs, upstairs there are Hebrew National. I’m telling you all, that’s the good stuff! Something about that “kosher-ness” that really makes for a delicious dog!
Just in case you’re not a dog lover like myself, never fear, Yankee Stadium has their own sushi.
Yup, they’re high-class in New York. I mean you can’t expect Jay Z to eat a hot dog, can you? Are you now picturing Jay Z grilling up a dog for Beyonce, because I definitely am!
But never fear Zooey Deschanel, you and the other Celiac peeps can eat at Yankee Stadium too!
While checking this item off, I felt another blog post coming to me, the show down between the Yankee Dog and the Fenway Frank. New York vs. Boston. Yankees vs. Red Sox. Who would win in the best darn dog contest?
After eating dinner at two different restaurants prior to arrival at the game, I still felt it was my duty to take down a dog and complete the challenge. So I maneuvered my way around the most confusing sports stadium in America to find my perfect Fenway Frank. One frank purchased, a squirt or ketchup and I was ready to go.
Chomp, chomp, chomp.
And the winner is…
The Yankee Dog, by a mile! No offense Boston, your city won my heart, but your Fenway Frank was a disappointment!
Barely warm, no juiciness to be found and the flavor just wasn’t there! Must be that “all beef Kosher-ness” that really puts the Yankee Dog over the top!
The battle is not over, I still must try dogs at each and every baseball stadium in America before I can name a true winner. But for now, the Yankee Dog has my heart!