A precious childhood memory was going to Wrigley Field, the Chicago Cubs’ home, with my dad. My little hand in his, I walked, wide-eyed, into the magical green ballpark, with its ivy walls and giant old scoreboard, and to the timeless sounds of baseball – the CRACK of the bat, the ROAR of the crowd – we found our seats under a pure blue sky. I wore a mitt on one hand and held a heavenly treat in the other -- Cracker Jack or peanuts; a pretzel or chilled chocolate malt – and sitting with my dad as I watched my heroes play, it felt like the happiest place in the world.

But years pass; we grow up. The euphoria and wonder fade and leave a void, a longing we can’t express. The magic is gone…or so it seems.

Recently during a trip back home, while sifting through boxes I hadn’t seen in years, I found a photo of myself, as a kid, next to my father at Wrigley Field. In it, I looked so content, as if the moment – the feeling – would last forever. Seeing it made me sad, but the flood of memories sparked an idea.

Food has the power to transport us, in space or even time, to sacred places we might have forgotten, to connect us to people we have loved. What if, I thought, I took the delicious treats I used to devour at the ballpark – those timeless flavors that made me feel so joyful and alive as they have for generations of baseball fans before and since – and combined them into a single nostalgic snack?

After much tinkering in the kitchen (Such as adding Sunflower Seeds, that ballplayer staple I used to eat so enthusiastically while playing center field later in my youth), after taking great feedback from Little Leaguers and older baseball fans alike, and after receiving out-of-this-world reviews and deeply emotional reactions from customers at Brooklyn farmers markets – the recipe was complete. Ballpark Classic was born.

Baked near the former site of Ebbets Field, the Brooklyn Dodgers’ storied home, Ballpark Classic – featuring fresh-roasted peanuts, homemade caramel, pretzels, and chocolate malt – is the ultimate stadium snack: perfect for the ballgame or the bar, for enjoying at home or on the road. But its purpose is deeper: to help you recapture the thrill, the childlike wonder, which still sparkles – brightly and endlessly – inside us all.

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