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!
All in all, a beautiful evening at the ballpark!
Two weeks later, the challenge was on. It was time for me to cross #10 off my bucket list and attend a Red Sox game at Fenway Park.
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!