Great American Grub Death Match: Mr. Red’s Smokehouse

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You remember the rules:

1.) Every time I attend a Reds game from here on out I will be sampling two (2) items from one of the many eateries around the ballpark because a.) I have a lot of friends and I don’t go to Reds games alone. I’ll just order the opposite of whatever they’re getting and sample both items. And b.) I’m not poor. I can afford to buy two items in necessary.

2.) I will individually sample each food item in between sips of my adult beverage of choice as to assure a clean palette for a maximized taste experience.

3.) A winner will be chosen based on contents, quality, and flavor alone.

4.) No one actually dies. I just thought death match sounded way cooler than “Food Review.”

 

 

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Smoked Pulled Pork Sandwich

Smoked pulled pork served on a lightly buttered kaiser bun (I think) topped with Mr. Red’s Smokehouse signature BBQ sauce.

Vs.

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The Rattlesnake

Pulled pork, corn, black beans, and tomatoes served in a sourdough bread bowl.

Winner:

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Smoked Pulled Pork Sandwich

Ok, so if you haven’t figured it out by now I didn’t eat actual rattlesnake last night. I’m pretty sure you can’t eat rattlesnake, you know, because of the whole venom thing, but brilliant marketing ploy by the Reds to draw people to Mr. Red’s smokehouse. That’s why I chose them for the deathmatch, no bullshit. Apparently this is something the Reds do every homestand where they serve some sort of signature dish that is loosely affiliated with the visiting team like “the rattlesnake” for Arizona, shark for Miami, you get the picture. As far as The Rattlesnake is concerned, kind of a distant second to the pulled pork sandwich. As a matter of fact, it’s not even close. The pork and and black bean stew or whatever that was supposed to be wasn’t all that great and was a bit too much to eat on the fly. As the Sasquatch looking gentleman behind me in line liked to point out, bread bowls are for girls. If that’s the case, then consider me Caitlyn Jenner. Bread bowls are fuego, just not very practical to eat at a baseball game. Really hope that animal got food poisoning.

Pulled pork sandwich wins in a landslide. Tough to top eating an All American classic like that while watching America’s favorite pastime. That Mr. Reds Smokehouse BBQ sauce is nothing to be trifled with either. Maybe not quite as great Montgomery Inn, but we’re in the ballpark- pun intended.

 

 

If you have any concession stands or restaurants you want me to hit up next time I’m down there, drop us a line or get at me on Twitter at @TheBeerLeague_, @QuineTime.

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