Is it possible to trigger an orgasm with Mac & Cheese? I contend that it is. But then, I'm very hard up. Also, I've mastered M&C. Not to be confused with mastering my domain.
See, here's the deal. I get fixated on something until I perfect it. Pralines come to mind. Chocolate chip cookies. And M&C. The key, as any good cook will tell you, is good ingredients. Unless you're an old southern lady, and in that case, you can open five cans and make the most incredible casserole known to man. I have a feeling these are the same ladies who leave out an ingredient when they give you a recipe you've begged them for. Still.
My M&C recipe requires a roux. It's not that tricky and but it requires total devotion, and is so satisfying. If you don't think lump or two are the end of the world.
So, I had medium cheddar, Jarlsburg, and some good Parm Reggiano. The real deal. Plus, I had a pound of macaroni. Stroke of luck. Plenty of butter. Some flour without weevils.
Did it by the book. It's in the oven now. Gotta figure out something to serve with it. Unlike me, The D is not content with one perfect thing. And believe me, this is perfect.
If I were serious about FF, I'd make it for him. But I'm afraid it would put his frittata to shame and that would hurt his pride. Plus, I can only devote myself to one man at a time. And The Daddler gets that honor for now.
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