My guy watched a Seahawks game this past Saturday night.
He was pumped. “Football!”
I was bummed. “Football?!” (Already?! Seriously, summer just started. What’s up with that?)
One way to come to grips with the fact that autumn is imminent (grr) is to start thinking about game-day foods. It’s the serious issues that plague me, folks.
So I made a serious dip. Actually, it’s not so serious. It starts with the word “cheesy,” after all.
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