...and some CRACKer Jacks...

Okay, so there was really no buying of peanuts or Cracker Jacks -- those were not-so-secretly replaced with a lemonade and vodka, hot pretzel with cheese-food-type substance (a dollar for that yellow crap? criminal!), and of course, our beloved Shish-Ka-Berries (see Shaley and Sarah devouring theirs below):



But hell yes, I did stretch during the 7th, since it's also criminal not to do so.


It was a fabulously fun day that was sorely needed, and I can't thank Alan and Sarah enough for including my friends and I in their annual festivities -- not to mention affording us the opportunity to spend just a little more time with our favorite Mets fans.

Click here for all the photographic evidence of our hijinks