Baseball

Every year Beth brings her niece and nephew to a baseball game and invites along some of us who might not be so…ahem…inclined to attend a game. For this, I'm grateful, because the whole peanuts and Cracker Jack seventh inning stretch business is a part of Americana that really should not be missed.

Shep, I believe, was marking each inning with food, beginning with the pretzel as big as his head and then plowing through grapes and crackers and fruit leathers before he hit the grand finale of cotton candy.