But what about the fans???: I didn’t know I needed to know about Baltimore’s spaghetti policy more than I do right this instant
The Baltimore Orioles appear to have a good baseball team. Their offense is fun, the bullpen is solid and they like to chug water like Frank the Tank does suds on the reg. So as the O’s crank some Whitesnake from the driveway, ask yourself this one very important Baltimorean question: What is the Orioles’ spaghetti policy? Maryland does crabcakes and football, and now spaghetti!
While I highly doubt you can procure some milk steak and your finest raw jelly beans at Oriole Park, I can only hope you can bring in some noodles and Ragu for a good time in between sips of Natty Boh, bro. Long gone are the days that I most humbly suggested the Orioles’ infield dirt be replaced with Old Bay seasoning as soon as they have been eliminated from playoff contention.
I don’t believe in coincidences, but the moment the most esteemed Ian Levy became a fan of this team, the O’s kinda got good and got pretty dang weird in the process. Vermont doesn’t have an MLB team, but in between shoveling chocolatey gobs of gooey Phish Food goodness down your pie hole, I hope there is room for copious vats of spaghetti you brought to the ballpark from home.
I don’t make the rules, but if you can bring a dawg to the park, you can bring your bag of spaghetti.