I understand the absolute bare minimum with football.  I don’t know the details, but I still appreciate the game.  The Super Bowl is probably the only time of the year I sit through an entire game, and in doing so, there’s also quite a bit of indulgence in cheesy nachos, pizza, and bier; exactly what us two ladies did on what may be the manliest day of the year.

We also landed on what might potentially be a new and unusual Super Bowl tradition: Menchie’s.

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