Super Bowl?

Well, there's not a Texas team or a Wisconsin team or a Chicago team or a team from any of the places I have lived in the Super Bowl, but of course I wouldn't watch it anyway. Not even for the ads.

The Super Bowl event I did attend, though, was a fundraiser for Habitat for Humanity. Every January, people in the area are invited to go to a workshop at Baraboo High School and shown how to make bowls in the art department. The bowls are then fired and brought out to the Souper Bowl on Super Bowl Sunday. You buy the handmade bowls of your choice for ten dollars and get all the homemade soup and desserts you can eat. They serve the soup in little styrofoam bowls, which is a good thing since many of the bowls are quite small or otherwise not likely to hold much soup for long. At the end of it all, you get to take the bowl home. The students in the food service program at the high school make a couple of homemade soups and some chili as well. Tom and I both had the chili, which was pretty good despite being not Texas red, and we picked up two of the better looking bowls.

This one is mine, about five and half inches in diameter at the top and about three inches high.

Tom's is rather small, about two inches in diameter at the widest point and an inch and a half high. It looks like it was made to hold a single flower or branch in an ikebana style.

Afterward, we went to Menard's so Tom could pick up some ice-melt for the railroad. (He and Dick Rosenthal are the snow removal volunteers there this winter.) Then to Walmart to pick up some ingredients for dinner. I am making meatloaf and trying out a mac and cheese recipe that you make in the rice cooker. I'll let you know how that comes out, in case you want to try it. (Meatloaf and macaroni and cheese: comfort food for a winter Sunday afternoon when the snow is falling gently outside!)

Meanwhile, I put out some fresh catnip and the cats were RIGHT THERE! They rolled around and then you could almost hear their little feline heads doing a Cheech and Chong imitation: "Say man, did you ever look at your paw, man? I mean, really look at your paw?"