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Go 9ers

I grew up in a traditional military family which included football.. Army-Navy games were personal, as members of my family were in them or knew those in them (today's generation is Air Force player). Three of my uncles were professional players. I learned how to pass a football before I went to kindergarten.

I grew to hate the game as a kid, because the yelling, shouting, rah rah, stunts, members of the family taking the game to the backyard and punching it out.. my Mother's whistle was so loud she rendered those surrounding her seat, deaf.

I found refuge in the kitchen, where I practiced making appetizers and treats. If my folks were still alive and the family was planning on watching this game my menu would be like this:

Beer, beer, Arnold Palmer's, sparkling water, and more beer.

Sourdough rounds filled with XXX chili, served with avocado, pico de gallo, sharp cheddar and pepper jack cheese.

9 layer tostada dip with red and gold corn chips

Roasted in the shell peannuts and pistashios.

Ghiradeli super chunk brownies

Half Time:

Dagwood Sub of Boudin's Loaf, sugar ham, smoked turkey, olive loaf, munster cheese, shredded lettuce, sliced tomato, black olive slices, pepperchini, red onion, Italian dressing, Mayo and horseraddish mustard.

Crispy Chinese chicken wings (least we forget the Chinese occupation in SF) with Sweet and Spicy dipping sauce.

Roasted Almonds, walnuts, and raisins.

Butter cake filled with raspberry preserves and iced with cream cheese frosting, decorated as a football field with 49ers on the touchdown line.

Coffee and chocolate mints.

GO 9ers!!!