Cube up a fresh tomato or drain a can of tomato pieces and put them into an oven-safe pan. Season with a generous pinch of salt (garlic or onion salt is even better) and a healthy dash of pepper. Roast until fragrant, probably about 10 minutes at 400 degrees. While the tomatoes are in the oven, slather Ritz crackers with cream cheese. Top each cracker with a bite of cooked tomato, which can be eaten hot or cold.
So, naturally, my column right before the big show should play to the tune of "Top 10 Ways to Give Your Friends Heart Attacks," or maybe, "44 Foods Shaped Like Drew Brees' Hair." Right?
Wrong-o.
Instead of following the path most travelled, I'm going to savagely take advantage of this platform allotted me to talk some major Super Bowl smack. Don't fret, though. I'll make it food related. Somehow.
Peyton Manning is the Man(wich)
Break out your favorite meat-product and chow down this Sunday while watching Peyton Manning be generally awesome. Aside from his unprecedented four MVP awards, his glimmering Super Bowl ring from '07, and his roguish good looks, the middle Manning is just plain hilarious. Remember when #18 was on "Saturday Night Live?" If his passes to Garcon are nearly as accurate as his throws that beam small children in the back/head, then the Colts have this one in the bag.
Reggie (Bruce) Wayne's Got Wings
Since Val Kilmer in "Batman Forever," there's been nothing that flies smoother into a party than buffalo wings in a variety of sauces. Chow down and sit back while Mr. Wayne dazzles the Saints' defensive secondary with his blazing speed and wits. So, according to my equation, Reggie = Batman and The Saints = The Joker. You, me and Heath Ledger all know how that equation pans out.
Reggie Bush Bakes Beans
Don't forget to adorn your dining room table with a piping hot crock pot of America's favorite sweet baked beans. Sure, Bush is talented. He's dangerous. He's elusive. But he's as inconsistent on the field as he was in Kim Kardashian's bedroom. I mean, why else would that relationship not have worked out? If elementary recess has taught me anything about beans, it's that "the more you eat, the more you toot," so to finish off my stretched metaphor, Reggie Bush is smelly.
The Saints are the Under (Mini Hot) Dogs
One thing we can all agree to celebrate is that, finally, yours truly can root for the team that's not coming into the game last place, far fetched and Bo-Sox-esque. If nothing else, the Colts are winners, which makes eating those crowd-pleasing, smile-winning mini hot dogs even more satisfying. And to all of you who don't have a team in the game Sunday and who naturally root for the underdogs, cut me a break. You're talking to the girl who's been an Indiana Pacers fan since birth. And I know that more than a few of you Browns fans out there feel my pain every time Brady Quinn steps into his uniform.
Cat. (Meow).
Carrot. (Top).
Nancy Pelosi. (Miss Havisham).
Now let's try one that's a little harder. What do you think of when I say the word, "bachelor?" I asked this question to my buddy in class and he immediately said, "party." The kid next to him, whom I've never talked to before mind you, offered, "pad," and then an awkward giggle. Other popular responses were, "'s degree," "ette," and "the."
I, on the other hand, immediately think of my dad's famous Bachelor's Special when the topic of unmarried males is brought up--and now that I think of it, perhaps that was my father's plan all along...
The Bachelor Special is basically what McDonalds ripped off from my dad and called their "McGriddle." The only difference is that The Bachelor Special is heaven on earth instead of regret in stomach. A word of warning to those who attempt this recipe: a key ingredient is my dad's magic touch. So unless you are Kirby and can swallow my dad to gain his Copy Abilities, this blog is more informational than useful.
THE BACHELOR'S SPECIAL
This hangover-curing recipe begins with the making of pancakes. Either box or homemade versions will work--the only qualification is that the pancakes must be delicious and fluffy. An easy way to ensure that your pancakes don't get tough is to only flip them one time. No pressure or anything. Butter up the pancakes to your unhealthy liking.
This next part requires a certain je ne sais quoi, so practice really makes perfect. Brown your favorite brand of sausage and cut up into bite-sized pieces. While they are cooking, crack some eggs into a bowl and mix heartily with a splash of milk, a pinch of salt and a dash of pepper. Once the sausage is cooked or heated through, add the egg mixture. The goal is to get an egg and sausage patty that is about the size of a pancake and this is a lot more appetizing than the fast food counterpart.
Stack all of the delicious layers and douse in syrup. The Bachelor's Special is best if eaten in conjunction with the biggest glass of orange juice you can muster.
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