Mac and Cheese.
Sort of. I am one of those crazy people who will not eat macaroni or spaghetti. Those were two things we ate more then I care to count growing up and the very thought of them turns my stomach. Yes, it's a visual thing.
Mom, never made macaroni and cheese in the oven in any way shape or form. When we had mac and cheese it was always the boxed stuff you make in five minutes on the stove.
Do not ask me why, because I can not tell you; but I've become slightly obsessed with the idea of oven baked pasta and cheese as of late. Which, I suppose is fine given I just had a month long craving for grilled mozzarella and sauerkraut sandwiches. You know, sort of like a Reuben without the corned beef.
Okay I admit it, I'm a cheese junkie.
Anyways, I was watching Top Chef 6, and got wanting the whole comfort food thing today. So, pasta and cheese was the main thing. Only, given no one on the planet makes it exactly the same way, and our mom never made it, I had way too many versions on the internet of recipes to try and figure from.
My version you can find here.... what you didn't think I was going to make your life easy by giving the recipe here when I have a cooking blog I can send you to...
Wishing I had gotten a photo of it before I served it up but was too hungry to think of something as smart as that. So no photo.
