Have you ever been rushed for time and decided that you would just eat at the ballpark? Yeah, I would recommend, unless you are in Attala County or French Camp, trying to leave a little earlier next time or just go hungry until the game is over. It is usually just a grab bag at places I have visited and I just really do 
not enjoy dropping $10 down for some stale nachos, a Milky Way and a bottled water.
Sometimes, when the nacho cheese did not melt right or whatever, I am regulated to purchasing a hot dog instead and this can truly be a grab bag. When I grab that dog from the concession stand and the bun is stained red…it is best tojust leave it and walk away, please. Sometimes I may get lucky and folks may be out there grilling them there soybean burgers, which can be used for disc golf or to play fetch with my dog later because these burgers are usually well done and beyond. They have literally killed it, cooked it and killed it again by holding it on an open flame for at least two, if not three innings.
Back to the nachos we go now. Sometimes I may not be looking for a meal and just want a quick snack and a Coke. Again, the grab bag label is in play; these chips are usually stale and probably left over from a mid 90s championship game. If the chips are fresh, the cheese is usually cold or lumpy and just not very appetizing.
I do understand that concession stands are not held under the same public health scrutiny as say, a national chain restaurant, but we really do need to be careful what and where we eat and hopefully that eight-year old little boy that served it to us has washed his hands since last summer, which is highly doubtful if you have raised little boys. I am not here complaining about cleanliness or food quality, though I could write a book on concession stands to avoid, I am just merely giving a little learned advice that has taken years to learn myself.
Leave the concession stands alone in foreign (not your local ballpark) ballparks…sometimes it is just better to go hungry and hit the Waffle House on the way back home. If there is no Waffle House, just grab a drink and some nabs from a quick stop and reheat that hamburger helper when you get home. Yeah, you know that cheeseburger kind that you ate last Saturday night that’s been nice and sealed up in that little plastic container waiting to get thrown away sometime this winter.
Live well and eat safe my friends and there will be no charge for this little bit of advice that I have bestowed on y’all today.
