This post has absolutely nothing to do with food or wine — at least not directly — but I’ve been far too silent as my beloved Steelers march on in the NFL playoffs. Heading into the playoffs, I was luke-warmly confident, despite my often blind faith in the black and gold. We had a great year (yes, I always speak as if I’m on the team) but there were some missteps along the way…and there are some damn good teams in the AFC. But, after watching them demoralize the Cincy Bungles (sorry Jens, and that wasn’t a dirty hit) and…

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