I don't follow sports and don't declare loyalty to any team in particular. But I also don't turn down a perfectly valid excuse to celebrate with a feast. Today began with a monstrous take-out order from
Wise Sons Deli, boasting smoked salmon bialys, rueben sandwiches (best I've ever had), a club sandwich, matzo ball soup, cole slaw and fries. And a half order of chocolate babka. In truth we really weren't as many people as such an order might seem to require...
We kept the party going (after many hours spent contemplating how to best join San Francisco in rooting for its home team) by making more food and drinks. Mimosas, beers, chips, guacamole, a cheese plate, as well as grapes for good measure were happily demolished over the course of the game, its power outage, legendary commercials and unbeatable halftime show.
Maybe Super Bowl Sunday ain't half bad!
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