I’m making quesadillas for lunch today then going for a 3 mile walk on the trail. I’m pretty excited for both but if I had to pick just one then I’m going quesadilla and not really thinking twice about it. Especially on the mini flour tortilla that Azteca just came out with this spring. It’s only 4.5 inches in diameter and extra fluffy. Nice thing is you double up at that size which means you can go multiple hot sauces.
I’ve been eating a lot of verde (green) lately but that’s a different blog. For now I just wanted to update you guys on my lunch plans while sharing this fascinating video of a concrete expert breaking down Citizen’s Bank Ballpark.
It’s also a good reminder to revisit the autism debate from RFK last week. And while that’s a super sensitive topic, I just wanted to use it to point out that I learn something new about autism almost every day on the internet. The spectrum breeds some of the most fascinating people. Obviously that applies to trains and baseball statistics and memorizing the Georgian calendar.
But then it also applies to things I didn’t know existed like precision concrete and structural integrity reviews. Or the one guy who walks 20 miles a day in Manhattan just to save money on the bus fare. Or the geoguesser serial killer that can reverse trace you to the millionth degree longitude/latitude.
I needed the internet to know these guys existed and I think that’s a powerful thing about autism. There’s so much more out there I can’t conceptualize until you see it.
In a sense it’s like a vast frontier to be explored no different than the wild west. You can’t fathom the grand canyon until you’re standing in front of it any more than you know the next autistic viral trend until you see it. And I suppose that’s gotta be worth something for the community which is nice.
Anyways I’ve been to Citizen’s Bank and it’s a pretty nice ballpark. I like the location relative to Philly city center. And the one massive centrally located bar scene is a nice touch if you’re going with friends and trying to get hammered. It’s like a food court on steroids except instead of steroids you have a dozen different bars and restaurants under one roof.
The other cool thing is the intimacy. It’s stacked on top and feels much smaller than stated capacity. So the lunatic Phillies fans come across much louder and more intimidating.
Overall I score it a 7.9 with or without the cracks in the concrete.