like most of america, i spent last sunday afternoon cleaning house and preparing appetizers for my friends.  it was super bowl sunday!  what better excuse to get together, eat unhealthily, and drink?  i hosted a quaint party of ten at my condo and served up some pretty killer food.  the menu included buffalo chicken dip, spinach and artichoke dip, pimento cheese, chicken wings, and jalapeno poppers.  all homemade.  that’s right.  i slaved away in my little kitchen for three straight hours to get these prepped, mixed, and plated.  i truly do like to think of myself as the hostess with the mostess.

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