Football season around here isn’t just a sport—it’s a full-blown event. The TV’s loud, the door stays open, somebody’s hollerin’ at the refs, and the kitchen? Baby, that’s where the real game is won. This is dat kind of food—the kind you eat standing up, yelling “WHO DAT,” with sauce on your fingers and no regrets in your heart. Win or lose, we’re feeding people, loving hard, and letting the good times (and the grease) roll. 🖤⚜️🍴