Pigs in Blankets Invade almost-Vegetarian Household
The Super Bowl was an excellent excuse to eat junk food that would normally make me feel guilty. And we didn’t even have to watch football; we don’t have cable, and watched Labyrinth instead (I heart David Bowie).
Preparing the pigs highlighted my more meticulous (read: neurotic) tendencies. They sure were tasty. So were the chips and fake cheese we had with them.
Now back to our regularly scheduled, healthy program.
