Two words: Garlic Fries.

Now I like garlic, in moderation, and sometimes even a bit more than that...but these past couple of years, my ballpark has been infested by an imported "delicacy" from somewhere back East, in the form of french fries so heavily doused with garlic that a single order can make an entire section smell like the dumpster behind an Italian restaurant.

The stomach-turning stench coming off of these things is enough to make me want to just stay home and watch the game on t.v.