My previous posts have all advocated vegetarianism and healthy eating, so this post may come as a shock to some. As much as I would like to pretend I am a snobby eater and a health nut, I do have some skeletons in my closet...or rather, pantry. More Here...

I like to think I have a varied diet, but there are always certain foods we turn to when we just want something familiar, reliable, tasty, perfect. For me, that's a cheeseburger and fries. Call me trite, but don't expect me to respond; I'm eating.

What's your comfort food of choice?

This is a guest post from Cakespy.

Oh, Pop Tarts. No matter what the makers of Toaster Strudel may say, I'd never hoard you uneaten in my locker.

After having made a batch of Avatar-inspired pop tarts for my most recent Serious Eats post, from which I adapted a recipe for homemade pop tarts on Culinary Concoctions by Peabody, I was naturally also tempted to make a batch in the more traditional pop tart format.

Made using an all-butter crust (Peabody's called for part shortening, but lacking shortening I went the all-butter route), these are a bit flakier and less soft than the pop tarts I remember, but they've got a leg up in the delicious department--and who wouldn't be delighted to choose their own Pop Tart flavorings? (isn't that every child's--and some adults'--dream?) More Here...

I know nothing about football and I never care to learn. That doesn't mean that I, or other people like me, should be left out of all the excitement brewing today! For too long have my people (people apathetic about football) been left lonely and cold during the nationwide fervor, and to overcompensate for this, we'll often be the first person on the scene of a Superbowl party, inquiring about this team or that team, acting like we didn't care all season but *now* we want to know what's going on...

This is how the Superbowl party has become a national holiday, of sorts, for my people (football hating partyers). The truth is-we eventually realized-we don't have to front. We love drinking and eating. We hate football. We can love Superbowl parties, without loving the Superbowl. They are the one occasion where binge drinking marries binge eating in a sensational fury of excitement! We too can enjoy the festivities-probably even more than anyone else since we have no emotional ties to whatever is happening!

Although, we *should* try to make ourselves useful since we're not contributing to the cheering or jeering or whatnot.

So: while all other eyes are in pinned to that HDTV, here are some sweet cocktails to keep you busy while you're smirking to yourself about how the Superbowl could probably be the cause of a condition called the Supermunchies. More Here...

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