Any given Sunday you might find me doing the following:
-Painting my nails
-Washing my hair for the week (once, maybe twice, is sufficient)
-Live tweeting the red carpet arrivals for the Emmys/SAG awards/Oscars, etc.
-Re-watching episodes of My Drunk Kitchen on YouTube.
Oh, hey, you know what I'm not doing any given Sunday (or day that ends in "y")? Watching football. Okay, let's not discriminate here--the truth is, I'm not watching any sporting event. Ever. You know what I will watch? An old lady trying to recapture the talent and success of her youth, shimmying around in a crotchless pleather girdle for 10 minutes before descending the stage into the arms of her son. I mean, boyfriend. In other words, Madonna.
For me, the Superbowl is really just an excuse to watch what I can only hope is a trainwreck of a half-time show (in recent history, Janet Jackson's wardrobe malfunction or Fergie's vocal malfunction have been particular favorites) and willingly watch advertisements for cars, potato chips, and silicon implants, all while stuffing my gourd with the nearest starch and cheese dip. But not this year!!
I mean, I'll still be stuffing my gourd, but as for the menu, I'm going to keep it paleo. Here's what I'm planning on serving at our pigskin bash:
1. Maple-glazed cinnamon almonds and Rosemary Cashews (recipe coming tomorrow)
Instead of frying ours in vegetable or peanut oil, I'm going to use coconut oil. It has a very high smoke point (key for frying) and adds a tremendous flavor to meat. I'll be making the sauce with ghee instead of plain butter.
I'm strongly considering this recipe (minus the teaspoon of sugar, duh)
6. Vanilla pavlova topped with paleo chocolate pudding (it tastes like frosting!!) and whipped coconut cream
Whatever booze Kyle picks up
What's on YOUR Superbowl menu??