Last year I used my cooking to predict the winner of the Super Bowl. (Click here for the link) It worked with amazing accuracy, but I had no idea just how much affect my cooking has on the outcome of football games. Let me explain.
We had a friend over to watch the games this weekend and so we decided to cook as if there was a party. I made a bunch of food that was heavy on the prep work and light on cooking effort, so we could watch the game relatively undisturbed. Then the Eagles started to play badly and Arizona took a big lead early in the game. It was then that I realized something. Our menu consisted of chili, cornbread, and chips and salsa. Southwest food!
Then I realized something else. Even though Ben was dutifully wearing a Steelers jersey, Karen had dressed Nate in red.
See? Even Nate was shocked that the Cardinals won. These two minor infractions cost Philadelphia the game, I’m sure of it. So now I understand that my cooking has some mystical powers to it, giving me the power to change the fates of NFL teams. I apologize to the city of Philadelphia, but I didn’t discover this power until after halftime. Perhaps it was the wings I made a little later that sealed the win for the Steelers, I don’t know. I took Bobby Flay’s dry jerk rub recipe and made some jerk wings, and these were some birds that really bit you back (just like the Ravens) when you bit into them.
Have no fear, Steelers nation, I won’t be cooking again until I find a recipe for Primanti sandwiches. And also, does anyone know, are cardinals game birds or something? Maybe close to pigeon, I could cook a squab.
I’m even afraid to heat up the leftovers.