We started our trip by taking the BART to meet papa. Hayes did well, minus the intermittent cries care of a loud conductor voice and the screeching metal from a train on rails.
Papa made it to the train before the rain cloud found us. His reward? A Dunkin Donut Boston Cream filled.
Matt wants to go to every ballpark in the US. Lucky for him, they keep rebuilding parks so the list keeps getting longer.
Papa liked this sign, so we stopped for a snap and there were indeed, a lot of foul
Goodbye park, hello pizza.
Oh, these breadsticks...butter and cheese and then a little more butter.
Gino's East was d'lish. Just ask him.
We each ordered our own favorite pie flavor... and had leftovers, of course.
That's a wrap!