SMH!!!

There’s no oxtails at this stadium…LMAO!!!

—Jig3125

Couldn’t believe it.

A stadium filled with thousands of people.

Multiple food stands.

Hot dogs.

Hamburgers.

Chicken tenders.

Pizza.

Pretzels.

Nachos.

Everything.

Except OXTAILS!!!

SMH…LMAO!!!

I walked around looking for the sign.

Maybe I missed it.

Maybe it was hidden somewhere between the giant pretzel and the beer stand.

Nothing.

Not a single oxtail in sight.

Now don’t get me wrong.

The game was great.

The crowd was loud.

The atmosphere was electric.

But every now and then, a thought would sneak into my head.

“No oxtails?” SMH…LMAO!!!

That’s how you know you’ve been spoiled by the city. You step outside your usual radius and your stomach starts acting brand new. You in a whole stadium—lights, noise, jerseys everything—you still looking around like, aight …

There’s no oxtails at the stadium… LMAO!!!

Maybe that’s the lesson: stop expecting every place to feed you the way home does. Some spots are for the game, not the plate. Some rooms are for noise, not nourishment. And if you want what really satisfies you, you might have to bring it with you—or go back to where it’s made right.

Who knows a spot where we can go after???

Until then, I guess I’ll have to settle for a hot dog.

SMH…LMAO!!!