Eat it Texas! Giants are World Series Champions!

You'll have to excuse me for this one, non-food post. But I can't help myself. WOO-HOO!! The San Francisco Giants have won the World Series for the first time since moving from New York. That's right. THE. VERY. FIRST. WORLD. SERIES. For San Francisco!

The torture is over.

While the Giants were taking care of business in Arlington, Texas, I joined thousands of fans at San Francisco Civic Center to watch the game. Mingling with total strangers all united around one team of unrecognizable, non-stars (well, except Tim "The Freak" Lincecum), you could tell everyone knew tonight would be the night.

When the game remained scoreless through six innings, people weren't panicked. They knew. It was going to happen.

Then in the 7th inning when World Series veteran Edgar Renteria hit a three-fun home run, the deal was sealed. All it took was Brian "Fear the Beard" Wilson to close it out in the 9th and destiny was met.


OK, so there were some food news. During those early innings, I got some food at several food trucks parked at the Civic Center to feed the crowds. Sure, you can get hot dogs and pretzels, but it's San Francisco so we had to have things like Chairman Bao's delectable pork belly buns along with Sam's Chowder, the Senor Sisig, and Twirl and Dip natural ice cream.





Tonight was a wild celebration to a season that never seemed like it could ever end this way. This year's San Francisco Giants are made up of several now well-publicized misfits and rejects whom other teams passed over or placed on waivers. San Francisco gave them a home, just like the city has always done. When others give up on you, it's not the end of the road. You can still be a champion. World champions.