This week my girlfriend and I didn’t end up visiting any food trucks. Instead she came down to visit and we went and watched the Angels piss away a game against the White Sox. Angel Stadium has always held a special place in my heart being born and raised in South Orange County. It’s been through some rough spots and a bunch of ownership changes, the Big A as it’s affectionately referred to has really brought up its game.
I’m a big believer in stadium dogs. I mean you just have to, right? It’s downright un-American to not shove some sort of processed meat into my face at a sporting event. I’ve been slowly trying out all the fare at Angel stadium and the second dog I wound up sampling was the BBQ brisket hot dog (and a shared side of garlic-parmesean fries):
Good god
The Salty Runback 