Val vs. Food: Cubs Nacho Helmet at Wrigley Field
Big Slugger Nachos at Wrigley Field
Last night I met up with my friends Brian and Cornie and ChrisS and others at a little place called Wrigley Field to watch a little unknown team called The Cubs play something called “baseball.” I’m really into sports if you can’t tell? Anyways. My mission for the night though, if I was going to subject myself to a baseball game (or to bleachers full of Cubs fans…I only got beer spilled all over my hair once though…), was to get the Cubs nacho helmet called Big Slugger Nachos: two pounds of tortilla chips, chili con carne, cheese, tomatoes, onions, jalapeños, black olives, scallions, cilantro, and sour cream served up in a Cubs helmet.
Big Slugger Nachos at Wrigley Field, the Cubs Nacho Helmet:
Luckily, I managed to grab my Cubs helmet nachos from the Wrigley Field concessions at about 5:59pm, because before 6pm all food at the stadium was discounted. So I got the $15 nachos for around $11…which is somewhat comparable to what I’d spend for hot dogs and regular nachos during a baseball game anyways. (Wrigley Field food prices can be expensive after all — the early-bird discount definitely helped!) Plus the helmet makes a great souvenir!
My original intention was never to actually eat the entire nacho hat by myself (I’m really no competitive eater after all), but after much egging from friends (and the fact that Brian’s brother ate one himself before I got there, licked the hat clean, and went back for more food) I decided to at least see how far I could get into this food challenge on my own.
In the end I think I did fairly decently. I maybe ate about two thirds of the helmet nachos. Which might not get me on Man Vs. Food but did fill me up nicely. I stopped eating my big nachos before the game even started and had said that I might go back to it in an inning or two. But that never happened as I was quite stuffed.
But I was satisfied (even if my stomach right now is not).
Oh…and there was some baseball game going on too…
Don’t ask me who won.
p.s. apparently it is against Wrigley Field rules to yell insults about players’ family members. Who knew?