Skinny Crab and Artichoke Dip

Forget the game; I’ll be neck-deep in the mini crockpot. Except true thing –> we actually don’t really watch the Superbowl. Not that we’re anti or anything, and we love to go to Superbowl parties (not saying, just saying), but we just don’t have a TV. Kinda need one of those for the Superbowl. One time we tried to stream a live football game from the interwebs and somehow we ended up with a very scrachy, blippy, fuzzy NFL game with the audio all in Spanish. We also had a similar problem for the Olympics last summer. Or whenever that was. We were in the Philippines and all we wanted in the whole world was to watch Michael Phelps dominate some gripping swimming relay races. (I was a swimmer in high school by the way, which makes swimming the third and final sport that I like to watch, coming in right behind figure skating and gymnastics. That girl? I am her.) But you know what happens in the Philippines? You get locked out. There is no online viewing for certain countries. Seriously. ...