
Well it is official....Football season is here. Sundays have turned into beer, football and men. A girls dream...right? I personally, know hardly anything about football. It is actually a rather significant joke amongst my friends, because it seems I am incapable of caring about it. I always have people over to watch football, yet I still can't figure out the sport. The fact of the matter is, I just like entertaining and cooking. So I cook, they watch football, and all parties involved are happy. So yesterday I was craving wings. The Bears, Browns, and Cowboys were all playing, and I was happy as a cheerleader in my kitchen cooking up every different kind of wing I could think of. I made a buffalo, Asian, and Bbq style wings, which I believe were all a success. There is something about making a complete mess of the kitchen, and your fingers and face while consuming these amazing messy bite size snacks. There also seems to come out a competitive side of people when wings are involved. I have sat at many tables where the number of wings consumed in that sitting became a badge of honor. Men and women all over saying things...."I ate 36 wings...how many did you eat?" It is incredibly entertaining in my eyes. I am just happy to have the football season here. When the temperature starts to drop the Chili is next! I believe it may be time to retire the grill and wake up the Crock Pot. Fall here we come!Food is Art is Life


