Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Living in New England, we all were required by law to watch the Superbowl on Sunday evening. It was OK. I can't say I'm a huge football fan. Perhaps I am understating that. My coworkers tried to coach me into sounding somewhat knowledgeable about some guy named T.O. and Vinny Vinnetari or something, but all my ignorance was revealed when I asked if the Phillies had scored yet. Well, I tried.
However, no one minds your ignorance when you bring Halftime Cupcakes to the party, as suggested by the Amateur Gourmet! These don't hold a candle to the beauties done by some other folks out there in blogdom, but I did my best. And my friends thought they were a big, er, hoot.