Monday, January 31, 2011

Super Bowl Fun

Now, if I was still a resident of Pittsburgh, I'd just join everyone else at church on Sunday and wear my favorite Steelers t-shirt with a skirt, but I'm afraid that might be frowned upon here in ol' AZ.  I guess we'll have to see how daring I'm feeling when Sunday rolls around. :)  But man oh man ... how I wish I was in Pittsburgh right now.  I know that city is going nuts preparing for Sunday.  I did get to experience the Steelers going to AND winning two Super Bowl games while we lived in Pittsburgh.  It was fantastic!!

Of course I'm looking forward to making and eating lots of delish food on Sunday.  I think we're leaning towards a huge nacho bar complete with meats, beans, cheeses, guac, salsas, sour cream, and all kinds of other toppings. It has to be yummy enough for Super Bowl Sunday, but also healthy enough to call it dinner for the family.  I'm sure there will be other goods and of course fizzies to suck through a straw, but I'm still thinking ....  What is a must have for your Super Bowl Sunday table?

I came across this Super Bowl food idea today and just had to share.  It looks like tons of fun!


Photos from Super Bowl Sunday 2009:




GO STEEELRS!!!!!!!!!!!!


This article was printed in the Sept. 2008 issue of GQ:

73 Reasons We're Living in a Golden Age of Football



{this right off of page 294 in the september issue of gq, written by jeannie marie laskas}



no. 8 because the cowboys may be america's team, but the steelers are god's team.



a steelers game is a holy war, a fight for what is virtuous and right. to live here in pittsburgh, where heinz field sits like a fat temple bursting with kielbasa-loving believers, is to know all there is to know. unflinching, unconditional, ours is a faith handed to us from grandpa or great-grandpa, the guy who first got the season tickets and passed them down through generations. (the waiting list for season tickets is ten years long- you have to wait until someone dies.) divorcing couples have been known to wage custody battles over season tickets; ex-husbands give in and sit with ex-wives, sharing nachos and cold iron. hey, it's the steelers.

we are born into our religion, and we are baptized, and we receive our communion. a steelers fan never strays. you move to denver, or to some fancy sunbelt place, or even to california, you stay a steeler fan. people say the cowboys are america's team, and we think that is so adorable. so very precious. listen people: the steelers are god's team. hometown boy bill cowher having passed along to sainthood, we embrace a new messiah, mike tomlin, trusting in the guidance of our holiest family, the rooneys (because they're from pittsburgh). and now, of course, we have big ben roethlisberger, who can make us more than a tiny bit nervous, and hines ward, with his eternal smile (he smiles, we think, because he gets to play for pittsburgh), and troy polamalu, who embodies the sort of humanity we expect of our steelers. good people. good people. hey, they play for pittsburgh- a rusty promised land where there is so little left to be proud of. so we will sit and wave our terrible towels and battle the gray chill that cuts to the bone, wave that towel, wave that towel in praise. we will do this because this is our life's work. we will continue to give birth to baby steeler fans, and we will continue our charge to take over the world, to convert you and you and you. we are missionaries charged with leading you toward the light of steeler nation. it's probably a rule in the bible somewhere. oh, it probably is.

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1 comment:

yummychunklet said...

I'm not much of a football person, but I love the parties and I'm definitely rooting for the Steelers to win!

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