Every year I have a Super Bowl
Party. Every year, every guest ends up in
the kitchen for what seems like hours. I
hint. I beg. “The game’s on…you missed that play-action pass...you missed the last
commercial with the horse, the dog and the parakeet!” Nothing works. Not even a drop kick into the family room (I reserve that for relatives).
This year I have a strategy. Everything will be prepared ahead of
time. Everything. My menu will consist of cold snacks, cold
meats, cold drinks. To kick off my super bowl party, I’m making
signs that represent a football field.
My next play? Arrows on my fancy football fields outlining different plays and a
playbook for each telling my guests how and where they’ll find what they’re
looking for. Want crab dip in pastry
shells covered with shreds of cheddar? Well…a 4-3 defense will get
you there. Want a beer? It might take a Straight T Formation, but the Bud’s on tap.
Do I know what I’m talking about? Not really, but you get the picture (or the
play). What’s important is that the
premise is good, and I know one or two football aficionados that will be happy
to help me in exchange for a hot meal (not that night, tho! And not cooked by
me!!)…
See you at the line of scrimmage!
The Party Girl