Another Disturbing Super Bowl Tradition

This Super Bowl Sunday, I’m engaging in one of my favorite Super Bowl Sunday activities: not watching the Super Bowl. I like football about as much as I like eating Ortolan, so Super Bowl Sunday has always mystified me a bit. The buzz surrounding Super Bowl commercials can be a little amusing, but c’mon. They’re commercials, for cryin’ out loud; media blips that in any other context are the bane of our existence. One Super Bowl tradition that fascinates me though is the seven-layer dip. I personally hadn’t heard of it until a couple of years ago, but apparently it’s one of the more sacred Super Bowl traditions. More intriguingly, it’s an excellent way to separate people into three distinct categories: those who come from an affluent, sophisticated background who honestly have never heard of it; those who are a little less well-monied (and whose favorite recipes always begin with “take one can of”); and those who for some reason know about it and either make it every year as an ironic statement, or just love joking about it. That last category would be me. So I’d love to know. Have YOU heard of seven-layer dip? Got a good recipe?