Have you ever ate race track food?
Have you ever sat on a hard paint peeling bleacher seat trying not to chuck a "Speedway sausage"? Eleven inches of pork by-products deep fried , grilled, then mated to grilled onions and peppers, jalapenos and pickles. Oh dont forget the 3 slices of American cheese, I passed up.
I packed that bad boy around in my gut for the entire 75 lap final main event. 75 laps around that 1/2 mile track by 16 hopped up cars. Oh the pain. The menu at the track read like a hillbilly bar-mitzvah, soft pretzels, nachos, burgers, dogs, greasy fries, snow cones, mountain dew, slim jims......you get the picture.
Oh my, wheres the tums?
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