Super Bowl Snackage: Broncos Popcorn and Seahawks Cheesecakes

Maybe it's just me, but when you say "Super Bowl," I don't think, "Oh yeah, that's a good game of football right there. Man, can't wait to talk about all those missed passing opportunities and first downs and TDs and missed kickoff returns. Yessir, that'll be one good game. When you combine the Broncos offense with Seahawks defense, wow, that'll be a great game to watch because the passing yardage is so much and the tackling will happen so often." (that's my imitation of every football buff ever.)

I think more along the lines of: "Yay, the Super Bowl, it'll be so much fun to sit around with my family and eat yummy snack foods while critiquing commercials and watching some football." And then I'll brainstorm for about half an hour about all the different foods I'll have the excuse to make. And honestly, I don't think I'm alone in that ;)

"Essence of Autumn" Chocolate Layer Cake

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(This is a dual post: Audrey's writing is on the left, Molly's is on the right in italics.)

My dad's birthday cake is always one of my favorites. Don't get me wrong, I love all birthday cakes, but my dad's almost always involves fall flavors like pumpkin or cinnamon. And I mean come on, you can't go wrong with pumpkin or cinnamon.

This year, my dad requested chocolate in his cake. I didn't argue. But I didn't know if that meant he didn't want pumpkin or cinnamon or what. I had no ideas. *Enter Molly* Molly came up with the brilliant idea behind this cake, and I executed it.

This cake was my brainchild, and Audrey's labor of love. If you ask me, it's fitting that a father's cake be executed by both of his baker daughters. It's kind of like a joint gift from us to him, like one of those homemade gifts you would make when you were little before you could afford to actually buy people stuff. Only better, because it's a culinary homemade gift...and not in the way that uncooked macaroni art is a culinary homemade gift. But like, in an actually tasty way. Like, crazy tasty. Like, you're welcome, dad. And world. (We're nothing if not humble.)