I feel like I am missing a huge milestone in my life having never attended an actual Super Bowl party. I wish I could say that I went to one and loved it because of the excitement, the yelling, the cheering, the team pride, etc. But that’s just not how I feel. The only reason I want to go is so that I can say I finally ate food that was prepared specifically for the Super Bowl event.
Pigs in a blanket – do I get my own platter?
12-layer dip? My chip will hit each layer with every bite!
Hot dogs. Burgers. Steak. I’m all about that meat diversity.
[Update @ 1:33AM It’s so late night right now and I’ve barely posted all day that I don’t even know what I’m saying at this point.
Basically, what I’m saying right now is that I love holidays or events that are designated for food. Unfortunately, I have no idea if I’ll be watching the game this Sunday. WHOA midterms next week, but I promise you – I’m a great guest to have. I’ll bring my appetite and maybe a package of this: