super bowl sunday food is gross.

build-your-own-nachos/tacos/burritos – gross.

seven layer bean dip – gross.

deep fried potatoes covered in sour cream skins wrapped in bacon and slathered with guacamole – gross.

even slashfood’s attempt to adapt super bowl sunday’s more traditional fare to a vegetarian/vegan palette – gross. nobody wants to eat museli while they’re watching football. i don’t want to watch football, period, but if i had to – say, somebody was holding a gun to my temple – i would, at the very least, want to be eating something delicious.

and deliciously not deep-fried, soaked in creme, butter, or milk, dripping with melted cheese, and buried under a veritable mountain of refried beans.

refried, folks. that means fried once… then fried AGAIN.

grumble. pat’s out of town and i’m feeling grumpy.