Since I don’t care much about baseball, and do care a lot about getting too much sun, I took a couple of sizable breaks to wander around in the underbelly of Fenway. I was just strolling along, eating my watermelon and trying to get cool, when I came across these little machines.
That’s right, it’s a pair of kosher vending machines – one for meat, one for dairy. They say 24/6, but apparently operate all the time – even if you commit the dual sins of attending a ball game and handling money, it’s still better to have a kosher meal than not.
So next time you get a hankering to nosh on a knish, check for a location near you.