Yup. You read that right. April 26th. We are close to two months late on this posting. Sorry, not sorry.
Truth be told, we've had a lot of shit going on, and Serena works every Sunday, and Penny Dreadful is on Sunday's, and it's just been a lot, okay? Give us a break. Plus, it's not like you guys were clamoring for a new post.
We got tickets to this game through Serena's buddy, Stephen. It was a pretty uneventful ride from Stephen's house to Citi Field. The only somewhat interesting fact is that Stephen got to experience our car sing along skills, which definitely made him view us in an unflattering light. Also, this is one of the few times that we rolled into a baseball game with a squad. Realistically speaking, it's highly probable that Dana is the only one that enjoyed being a member of the squad. Stephen, on the other hand, will most likely never attend another game with us again.
Before getting to our seats, we headed in the direction of food. Lisa and I tried two new meals at the stadium (our new goal: stop eating the same shit at every game). Serena ordered the lobster roll and a side of fries and Lisa ordered the Fuku chicken sandwich with a side of spicy fries. Stephen ordered a Pat LaFrieda steak sandwich. We can't speak for Stephen, but we were a little underwhelmed with our choices. Both were decent, but not something that we'd order again, especially for the price we paid. The lobster roll was $17 and the chicken sandwich was $12.
Just like Opening Night, it was freezing. It was so cold that Lisa disappeared for forty-five minutes and returned with hot pink Mets socks (it was the only color available in her size) to keep her feet warm. She also returned with a fried Junior's cheesecake, which was $10 and AMAZING. Every single penny was well worth it.