Outlet: Hatfield Grill, behind sections 135 and 136.
We went: Pregame, 6:13 p.m.
Order: The No. 2, a double cheeseburger with a side of fries.
Phindings: As the Phoodmeister strolled the concourse at Citizens Bank Park earlier this week, he pondered a heretofore unpondered question: Can you get a decent hamburger in our red-spattered slice of baseball heaven? We sought our answer at the establishment named, of course, for the venerable purveyor of meat.