Gord decided to host the Super Bowl party at our place this year. So he invited his son, Ken, and his childhood friends, Alfred, Craig and Kevin.
He started labouring over a big pot of chili on Friday night. I'd never had chili before and it seemed weird to have a big bowl of thick sauce. So I make some fresh bread (using my bread machine) and a pot of rice.
Craig had arrived with a big duffel bag. After we ate, he hauled out his comfy pants (which he changed into) and a big brown blanket. He sprawled out on the floor and watched the rest of the game. Ken eventually did the same.