I have been given a present. And I’m a bit afraid of it.
It’s a teeny-tiny tin, only 200g. But it has the power to stop me cold.
Mac and cheese. Inna can.
I’m still coming to grips with mac and cheese in a box. I know, I know – Kraft Dinner is the gift of the gods. But… I never had that growing up. My mac and cheese was homemade, not baked but made on the stovetop. Elbow macaroni, real cheese, butter, milk, salt. That is it. I loved it, a great comfort food, and I’d make it myself now – if I could.
In Ohio, I developed a taste for Stouffer’s baked mac and cheese, but I liked it pretty burned. And Stouffer’s has different recipes depending on the region of the US you live in, did you know that? Ohio M&C is different than what ye get in Florida, for instance. I can’t seem to find a link to back that up, but it’s been about 10 years since I saw an article on it.
There seems to be a dearth of just plain ol’ elbow macaroni in Ireland. Perhaps a total lack of it. Never seen it once! I can get shells, etc., but that’s not the same.
Hence, my present. And my dilemma.
What if I like it? I’m not worried about not liking it. That seems pretty likely, with the 22 grams of carb and low fat and the fact it has mustard in it (shouldn’t read the ingredients). I’m just concerned that I might develop a taste for this tin of potential comfort food – especially as it looks to be only about six bites.