Jake, John, Vikki, Charley and Candy
We are sitting outside watching the Super Bowl on a warm Sunday evening.
A few days ago in the middle of the "Arctic Blast" I started thinking about a Super Bowl
get-together with our friends here in the park. I always associate hot dogs with football;
probably because of those Friday night high school games I went to with my daughter's
drill team. Chili was a natural because of the cold temperatures.
Three days later when we met for the game it was in the 70s, and everyone else in the park was grilling out.
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