The last few years, I swear to myself I won't have a freak out, and then I just. . . do. I'm all,
"All I do is cook for ____ and _____ and ______ I spend the whole holidays in the kitchen, while everyone else gets to play and I miss out!"
And I absolutely know that Jeffro is thinking,
"Well, that's because you decided to make _____ and then make _____ and then you had to throw in _____ when you could have just store bought. And no one asked you to."
But he's smart, so he didn't say that out loud. Because then there would be flames. Flames. Flames? On the sides of my face. Breathing. . .heaving breaths. . . (name that movie.)
This is embarrassing. I don't want to talk about this anymore! (Voice rises in pitch. Runs off. Slams door.)
I like to cook for occasions. I see family get-togethers/parties/football games etc. etc. as my chance to give my pinterest food board a little look-see. A try-out, if you will.
I've said it before but I'll say it again: I am the Pinterest nazi. I check to make sure the pin goes where it's supposed to, then I scroll down the first 50 comments that say "Ooh looks yummy!" to the people who actually tried it, and then I see what those who've braved the kitchen have to say about it.
If it's mixed reviews, I bag the recipe. Too many good recipes out there to waste ingredients on the gross ones, knowwhatI'msayin'?
So, the Super Bowl's next week. Allow me to offer some suggestions. I promise I've tried them. I promise everyone liked them. I also promise that none of these are healthy in the slightest. But what else is the Super Bowl for, if not to eat poorly?
I mean, really.
This cake is so good I could marry it. Strawberries 'n lime glaze. . . some greek yogurt in the mix. . .wow.
Pizza dip. Pizza dip! It's easy, it's fatty, and it's a winner.
I've made these "baked potato chips" three Fridays in a row. And they're soo healthy! I mean, it is a vegetable, isn't it??
(Personal note: I don't believe the tops of the chips need to be sprayed. It's superfluous.)
Is this a weird item to add to a list for the Super Bowl?
Well, too bad. 'Cause they're good. They're so. . .different. And you can't stop eating them. Note: I serve them warm, unlike the recipe suggests. I'm a rebel.
I'm not saying you're never going to buy a box of Junior Mints again.
But these are easy, and the kids think they're super fun, and they taste pretty good, too.
If you actually wanted a meal next Sunday, as opposed to massive quantities of dips 'n treats?
2 thumbs up by thee entire family. Ranch Crock Pot Pork Chops.
I am so hungry right now I could eat my shoe.
And last, but certainly not least: savory beef. Put 'em in tacos or enchiladas,
or anything that is edible. Because it is that good. Please excuse me. I need to go eat because I'm feeling "Hangry." And that can get ugly.