Earlier this week, I attended an event at Michigan Stadium where I and other media members could sample the new food items that will be available at Michigan football games this season. There were burnt end sliders, bacon jam burgers, duck pasties, and cake pops, among many other things.
The chef responsible for the offerings spoke about each item with enthusiastic detail, and I enjoyed what I did try. (Readers who know me well won’t be surprised to know I didn’t try everything.)
It got me thinking about stadium food in general. When you attend a game, do you want all these fancy options? Or are you find with a hot dog, peanuts, and a pretzel?
I’m good with the latter. If I want a high-quality meal, I’ll go to a restaurant where I can enjoy it on a plate, while sitting a table and using proper utensils. Then again, what’s wrong with more options? Just because Michigan Stadium offers a duck pasty doesn’t mean you can’t order a hot dog.
What are you ordering at a sporting event? Let me know in the comments or shoot me an email.
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Not ketchup on a hot dog.