When contemplating what might make perfect football food for this year’s Super Bowl, it occurred to me that chicken wings with a tequila lime glaze might be ideal. Because, in my opinion, the best wings are spicy, salty, sweet and acidic in just the same way that these margaritas are. Turn on the big game, invite some friends, and pass out the napkins. It’s wing time.
The carved pumpkins are gone, the Halloween costumes are put away, the candy is stashed for mom-supervised rationing. This year was the best Halloween yet because my 11-year-old son had the brilliant idea that he would dress up as a hot dog and my partner and I would be ketchup and mustard.
When the 7.1 earthquake rocked the southcentral part of our state early this week, Alaskans picked up their phones and laptops, taking to social media in droves. Everyone from the Kenai Peninsula to Anchorage and beyond seemed to be up at 2 a.m. checking on one another, sharing stories and videos, and reading the breaking news. Text messages chimed. Phones rang. Within moments of the event, the earthquake became the common thread that stitched together a people who live miles and oceans and mountains apart in this vast state we call home. The solidarity was visible and immediate. Shared experiences unify people, rewriting our collective narrative.
My eleven year old son is obsessed with football. Tossing the football outside in the snow, playing football video games inside, watching all the classic football movies in search of his favorite, wearing football gear, and creating football tackle dummies out of just about anything he can find. Meanwhile, I’m busy thinking of football food worthy enough to rival his football frenzy.
Fresh snowfall was on the ground and I had been craving soup when I was inspired to resurrect this old curried chicken and rice soup recipe. It was perfect – seasonal, cozy and so delicious.
My sister and I were walking through the produce aisle looking at all of the glorious fall ingredients. Our gazes landed on the gigantic stalks of fresh Brussels sprouts and I gasped. These beautiful Brussels sprouts found their way into my cart, this week’s menu and subsequently became the stars of this post.