Well, here it is Thursday already, four days after the BRONCOS WON THE SUPERBOWL. I hope if you like reading about cooking and food that you’ve visited both the preview and the review of my menu and maybe tried out something.
What impressed me especially about the evening was the warmth and camaraderie in the room as we all watched something we cared about. That’s what made the occasion special, although it was nice that we won. (WE WON!) I try to explain to my son the anti-football person that it’s not really a matter so much of liking the game; I watch very few non-Broncos matchups. It’s more of a cultural thing, at least for me. I thoroughly enjoy watching a game with my family. It’s a way for us to participate in an activity together, to be unified. We all get along quite well anyway, so it’s not as if we’re at each other’s throats the rest of the time or anything like that. It’s just fun, the kind that creates a warm memory. The fact that WE WON (okay, I’ll stop) didn’t make a dab of difference in my own life; I actually came down with something on Tuesday and spent two miserable days on the couch and in bed.