No, that bowl is not real leather.
I'm so tempted to open this post with a series of football clichés and metaphors. You know, something like this:
It's fourth and goal for Planet Earth. Thirty seconds on the clock with no time-outs left. Down by 3. Do we kick the game-tying field goal or go for the win?
So, if you find yourself at a party on Sunday, February 7 and the flat screen home theater is displaying images of steroid-pumped men crashing into each other in pursuit of a leather-covered object, hey...at least you'll know the chips and dips are forward-looking (and organic).
