This edamame bean dip is a great alternative to hummus.
I use the word hate a lot. Probably too much. People are always saying “Gina, hate’s a strong word” to which I want to say “no shit, that’s why I’m using it” half the time. So I feel a little like the boy who cried wolf using it here but there’s really nothing more true than this statement.
I hate the sport itself starting first and foremost with it’s misleading name. Unless it’s a punt or a field goal attempt, there are no feet involved. The Europeans are laughing at us dumb American’s for taking the name “football” and applying it to something that really should be called “handball” as far as I’m concerned. Then there’s the fact that it stops pretty much every 5 seconds. Nothing annoying at all about a quarter that’s supposed to be 15 minutes taking a full hour to watch on tv. And lastly, the fact that the whole premise of the game is based upon 300lb+ fat men barbarically tackling each other. Wow, that’s talent.
I know most women are going to disagree with me on this one, but I hate men who watch football. I know, bold statement. I’m not talking about catching a game quietly every now and then, I’m talking about men who “gotta get home for the game,” put on their jerseys to watch the game, don’t allow women in the room, scream at the tv, chant “defense” and refer to the team as “my team.” Get a life. Seriously. There’s nothing more pathetic to me than a man who has to be glued to the tv set every Sunday or the world might end.
I hate that anywhere I go this time of year I hear the dreaded “duh, duh, duh, duhhhh….” music and mentions of Tim Tebow take up 75% of my twitter feed.
I hate that I have a job that’s in a field about 95% dominated by men and any and all conversations start around whatever football team played that week. No, I don’t care and no, it’s not because I’m a girl (I’ll gladly watch a real sport like soccer or hockey) and don’t understand it. I can talk about football all day long (thanks to a football obsessed father), I just think it’s stupid and a waste of my brain cells.
And also, I hate that football is associated with the crappiest of all foods, soda and beer. Nothing screams appetizing like some wings and Bud Light.
If you’re gonna watch the dreaded sport, at least eat something delicious (and somewhat good for you).
Like edamame dip.
*While all these statements do accurately represent my feelings on the sport, yes, there’s a bit of sarcasm in here and this tirade was prompted by chanting men in Giants jerseys watching the game at A CHRISTENING dinner last night.