Remember when the Super Bowls were boring? For like a decade it seemed like Buffalo or Denver would impersonate the Washington Generals while an NFC team armed with chainsaws and mini-guns would obliterate them. But DAMN have we had some good ones lately, and 2009 was no exception.
Last year's game was epic, but this year? RIDICULOUS! Harrison's interception? The safety? Larry Fitzgerald? Santonio Holmes' toes???? Incredible. Kudos to the Cardinals, who apparently do not suck after all, and congrats to the Steelers who now have a ring for...well, let's just hope they put it on their other hand.
But no Super Bowl is complete without a healthy dose of friends, libations, and foods that virtually guarantee a triple bypass. And my irregular heartbeat this morning tells me that we were successful on all counts. In fact, I'd say we outdid ourselves on the last of those three.
My love-affair with bacon is well-publicized. So when I came across this recipe last week our Super Bowl menu was a foregone comclusion. Oodgie, to her credit, overcame her revulsion and, having confirmed that our life insurance is still in force, agreed to make it. Behold...BACON EXPLOSION!
I suspect some of you may be rushing to the restroom or slouched over a garbage pail right now, but for those of you who describe bacon, sausage, and barbecue sauce as "yum", "yummy", and "yummolicous" then you know what I'm talkin' about. And you know who you are ...
There's still one left, if anyone's hungry.