The first time I ever ate sushi was at the San Diego Padres baseball park. I don’t remember much of anything about the game, just the sheer size of the park to my wee 6 year old eyes, the navy seamen in full dress riding up and down the escalators at attention just like my litle penguin slide game, and eating a something very, very odd but strangely delicious. I was always a very picky eater, but I like my first sushi.
Fast forward 20 odd years and i’ve recently resumed my baseball attending ways. The last few games I’ve attended I didn’t even eat anything, but when a crusty old red sox fan bothers to write up his thoughts about Safeco Field’s food selections as opposed to Fenway’s, it gets dropped here.
hat tip to my boy Gary Grass, who added “I almost expect him to say ‘they do wild stuff to their fish out there – like cook it on a grill!’”





The columnist is playing the wrong game. He is their political columnist and it shows. Who reads an article for a list telling you whats availible. His discription is week and all in all He gets a thumbs down. Doesn’t even mention the beer… what a little miscreant.
“You know your blog is quality when……”
your references include: “Google: worst thing to cut cocaine with”
keep up the good *sniff* work
yes, i’m strangely proud of that–maybe these wayward teenagers who lack proper google-fu will go get some malaysian food instead of nose-candy they’re clearly too dumb to purchase safely.
I’ve had that sushi at the old Qualcomm Stadium, nee Jack Murphy (“The Murph”). I’ve also had the obligatory fish tacos, but the best sustenance at that stadium was when we drank contraband vodka from a flask while watching my Dodgers capture the NL West in ’95 (when Hideo Nomo was baffling).
I also had a Dodger dog the one time I visited Dodger Stadium. I guess it was OK, but I was in a stupor from too much party and from being ripped off by unscrupulous scalpers (what the fuck is a “Loge”?).