This is the Mami Arepa from Arepas Cafe in Astoria. It’s a griddled cornmeal pancake split in half and filled with roast pork, avocado and shredded white cheese:
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Jeff Francoeur continues to support bacon, oppose walks
Jeff Francoeur, who’s utterly lovable now that he’s not playing right field for the Mets everyday, sent 20 pizzas and an autographed bat to some A’s fans that impressed him with a Bacon Tuesday outing last year.
The group in turn sent Francoeur a Bacon Tuesday t-shirt. Look at how happy he is!
Watch a video explanation of Francoeur’s role in Bacon Tuesday here. Yeah, Jeff Francoeur rules.
For Billy Dee Williams and Billy Bob Thornton
The fellow leaping over Larry Jones in the photograph below is named Marwin Gonzalez and he is supposedly a member of the Houston Astros, who wore some awesome, awesome throwbacks last night:
Hat tip to Scott, who knows that the Colt .45s cap Gonzalez is wearing is also the one I most frequently wear.
5 IP, 2 H, 0 R, 2 BB, 5 K
84 pitches, 50 strikes. Not much else to say. It’s a beautiful thing.
The 15 craziest stadium foods
The Daily News presents a slideshow of the 15 craziest stadium foods, and most of the ones that aren’t testicles look pretty delicious. I’m especially intrigued by this one from Progressive Field in Cleveland, a chicken and waffles sandwich:
Hooray!
Baseball!
More on that to follow, but I had some subway issues on the way here and the Mets clubhouse is about to open so I have to get going. For now, please enjoy this friendly reminder and photographic evidence that Tulsa-born Braves starter Tommy Hanson may be first cousins with the band Hanson:
Octopus eats seagull
I’m not sure there’s a living creature I detest more than the seagull. And it sucks because when you’re an aspiring sandwich artisan growing up on Long Island, a picnic on the beach seems like a great idea for a date right up until you’re forced to reveal how freaked out you are by the scores of seagulls circling your blanket, sizing you up.
They just don’t look like they’re nearly as afraid of me as they should be given our difference in size, plus they eat garbage all day so I just assume they’re rife with all sorts of infectious disease. And they don’t seem nearly as dumb as every other bird. Man I hate seagulls.
Anyway, octopi are awesome and this one is fighting the good fight:
Carlos Beltran stages my back tattoo in real life
Now we all Tebow?
I don’t even know what to do with this. Regular readers will remember that I came to like Tim Tebow late last season, but mostly because I’m a massive troll and everyone else hated him. Now that he’s a Jet… man. Man.
Presumably he’s there to run the Wildcat (or whatever the Jets call their version of it). This will only get awful when Mark Sanchez has his first bad game and everyone goes something something. At least it’s not Brett Favre.
I think I need a little more time on this one. Luckily we have until September. For now, point:
Counterpoint:
Count the basket
I was on the fence on whether this was embarrassing enough for the archive, but Twitter seemed to say it was. Plus then I got busy this morning and I have a doctor’s appointment this afternoon, plus St. Patrick’s Day really brings out the troll in me, plus I suspect this is plenty embarrassing and my filter is just shot at this point because I’ve seen so many embarrassing photos of Cole Hamels.
So long story short, it’s in the archive. Check it out.
Tedquarters 