(Her) Fenway….finally a stadium that didn’t seem cookie cutter. Part of the experience was getting to Fenway. In my humble opinion, the subway system in Boston is awesome and usually deposits you a few blocks from anyway you’d want to be. The stadium is located right in the heart of the city, so this doesn’t hurt either. You can almost get there without trying; just let yourself be carried away by the throngs of people wearing Red Sox gear. The streets outside Fenway are packed full of vendors, but I still didn’t find out if food was allowed to be carried in or not. I checked online with mixed results and when I asked the vendors I got different answers as well. The general consensus is that you can carry in food but not beverages. I tend to gravitate toward the idea that you can carry anything in as I was surprised to find that I was not checked while walking in. Not even a bag check. This left me feeling relatively insecure and wishing I had brought nuts.
Fenway was a lot smaller than I had imagined and people were a lot less rowdy. Tickets were easy to obtain and the price wasn’t outrageous. There are a lot of obstructed views even in the “good” seats due to the support beams in the stadium and I’m not sure that those seats are priced accordingly so it would be a good idea to book tickets on the phone instead of online. The hubby says that the atmosphere, easy ticket purchase, and general attitude of the fans was due to the team having a losing season, having just recently traded their super star players, and firing of their manager. None of that really mattered to me, I was there for the food and the ambiance.
My first Fenway dog was love at first sight. Fenways cost about $5 but they are about the size of a Polish or Bratwurst back in Wisconsin so I didn’t feel like I was being ripped off like at other parks. The hotdog is a pretty classic all beef skinless dog that most people are familiar with. Slightly garlicky in seasoning and some kind of wonderful in texture. What I wasn’t prepared for was the bun. Imagine if you will a thick piece of wonder bread folded in half with a little bit of extra crust at the bottom as a base and you basically have the New England style hot dog bun. If I knew where to buy them around here I would. There really is very little crust to the bun and you can tell right away that it’s merely a hot dog holder. The buns aren’t made for (and people aren’t used to) piling massive amounts of toppings on their dogs. This became evident when I looked around for the condiment station and instead of finding kraut, relish, stadium sauce, onions, etc I found packets of mustard. I must admit, I missed the kraut and onions but there’s no room on a Fenway. The dog is really the star attraction here.
Value……6.34 Ballpark…….9.21 Boston…….10
(Him) I gots to laugh when my wife mentions that the stadium wasn’t cookie cutterish because you know……Fenway is known for the Green Monster, which all stadiums have. The place was built in 1911 and built to fit inside a neighborhood so its about asymmetrical as Mo Vaughn’s physique. I didn’t eat here so I don’t have much to say about the food. I did buy a $4.75 coke which hit the spot. This is a food review blog so I can’t say much for food however as a baseball fan this is the mecca of all ballparks. I got to move freely and watch the game from various spots without any hassle from the guards.This is a must place to go for any baseball fan. That’s all I got to say about that.