I was going to start this out with a little baseball anecdote, but I don't actually know much about the rules of the sport so it would have read something like this:
Number 8 on the green team hit the ball and then a bunch of kids ran around, then someone on the red team caught the ball and the umpire yelled something and everyone cheered. Meanwhile I looked wistfully in the direction of the snowcone stand.
I really don't like baseball, nor do I like events where there's a heavy concentration of children. (Why do you think I spend so much of my time at bars?) But I am nothing if not a dutiful aunt, so it was mostly without reservation that I trudged out to Winfrey Point at White Rock Lake this week to spectate my nephew's first All-Star Little League game of the summer.
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My stomach was pleased to see the newish Free Wheel'n Cafe food truck parked next to the baseball field, and after three innings of the other team showing absolutely no mercy I headed over to check out the goods and buy my niece a Tiger's Blood snow cone from the Kona Ice truck that was also there. (Tiger's Blood is, in fact, a blend of coconut and strawberry flavors and not what fueled Charlie Sheen's winning spree. That was cocaine and the media.)
Free Wheel'n offers a variety of cheese steaks, hotdogs and burgers -- including a burger topped with all the components of a cheese steak, for you fence-sitters out there. I opted for the original, with white American and grilled onions. The roll was nice and crusty with a bit of chew, similar to a proper New Orleans-style po'boy roll; the steak was tender, the onions were deeply caramelized and sweet, and the cheese was melted into an appropriately lava-like goo. I've never been to Philadelphia so I can't comment on its authenticity, but it was delicious, and kept me entertained well into the fifth inning. (They're called innings, right?)
When it comes to baseball game fare, I suppose the hot dog still reigns supreme -- but anything that keeps me happy through two hours of kids, mosquitoes and a weird mishmash of music that included Elton John's "Rocket Man" and the Black-Eyed Peas is clearly worth the price of admission, which in this case was a mere seven bucks.