Super Bowl spreads are all about airing your dirty eating secrets in public

Super Bowl Sunday is a time when all your guiltiest food pleasures are laid bare to your fellow partygoers. It’s the time to set aside fat content or common sense in order to revel in the gooifying principles of your microwave and crockpot.

The Super Bowl is really America’s celebration of our filthiest appetizers — pigs in a blanket, tiny egg rolls and loaded potato skins. My name is Jonathan, and I love chili-cheese dip.