I'm back from the game. The United Club had a
full-on hotel style buffet that looked decent, but we weren't $50/person hungry, so I went to the carving station and got a prime rib sandwich. The sandwich was served on a half moon shaped bread that was similar to a giant version of the bread that Sun Wah uses for their Peking Duck, except that is it served cold and devoid of any type of flavor. The "prime" rib was nicely cooked, though. It was perfectly medium rare and served with a dollop of horseradish sauce. I ended up ditching the bread after a few bites and eating the meat au natural, which was much more enjoyable than having it in a sandwich. The Chow Poodle ordered a smoked brisket sandwich which didn't fare as well as the prime rib.
Later on, The Chow Poodle ordered a foot long brat, which was the grayest, most god-awful example of a brat that either one of us had ever seen. She ate one bite and 11 inches of brat hit the trash. In fairness, the same stand was selling burgers topped with frizzled onion rings that looked really good. If the Chow Poodle hadn't had her heart set on a brat, I would have pushed her more strongly toward the burger. My snack was a quartet of BBQ Pork Bao from Wao Bao that were being sold in the United Club. The buns were serviceable, if a bit heavy on the ginger; and certainly a step up from the standard stadium food served elsewhere. I also had a slice of Eli's Cheesecake that was...well...Eli's Cheesecake.
All in all, although this report probably sounds less than enthusiastic, I was pleased with the food choices, which were better than I expected.
Steve Z.
“Only the pure in heart can make a good soup.”
― Ludwig van Beethoven