Field goal, fumble, touchdown, sack, or blitz. I don't really care, just pass the chips.
My brother and sister-in-law are ordering up some of the old standbys from their local Italian deli -- a 4ft sub, a tray of baked ziti -- and I've been tasked with bringing a mystery dish. The question is, what to bring? Savory or sweet?
I'm a good cook, but I'm not a good baker. Cooking I like because it's improvisational. A pinch of this, a dash of that. Ok, I get it. But baking is so precise! If your measurements are off, your cake's a wreck. And the pitfalls don't stop there -- what you put ON a cake is as important as what you put IN it.
For inspiration, I've turned to Cake Wrecks. File these in your Big Game baking playbook under "What Not To Bring"...
|Are you ready for some FOOBTALL?!?|
|Wow, this dog is an artist. He poops out footballs!|
|Home? Away? Who cares! All I know is " You Teaw" is here, and that's enough for me.|
|When football and Hanukkah collide. Yee haw! (Oy vey.)|
|Super Bowel, Go Go Go. Is that a cheer after you've had too much bean dip?|
|Keep your hands where I can see them, Cookie. Nobody wants to touch down there.|
|Here's someone who knows less about football than I do. They're round, dummy! (Kidding, I know they're square.)|
|We salute you, Mr. Grocery-Store-Bakery-Cake-Decorator. (Ooooh ooh... tell us how you really feel!)|
|You know what? Football IS fabulous! Go Red Sox!|
Are YOU baking up anything special for Sunday? Save me a slice below...
tags: food, sports