Dear Drew Brees: While you were waking up to start your pre-game morning rituals, I was waking up to bake muffuletta bread. I’m glad both of us were on top of our games. Please stop by sometime so I can make you one. Thx, mgmt.

I just spent $72 on groceries to prep for our annual Muffuletta massacre. We don’t get to head down to Mardi Gras as often as we’d like (boo!), so we celebrate in the next best way: food. And since the Saints are in the Super Bowl this weekend, we moved our food fiesta up a couple weeks. I’ve gotta brave the weather and shoot a wedding all-day tomorrow, but my heart and mind will be swimming in olive salad.