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My friend swears macaroni and cheese is a vegetable in the South.

It’s one of the five basic food groups, too. One of the six basic food groups, if you include barbecue.

It has been on my menu since I was old enough to hold a fork in my hand. Seven days without macaroni and cheese makes one weak.

My Aunt Nell made the best macoroni and cheese on the planet. Her husband was a postman in Albany. I’m sure her recipe went to the grave with her.

I’m not sure what all went in it, except it had to be all the GOOD stuff that is so BAD for you.

I’m sure Aunt Nell is probably spinning in her grave after I fixed an Easy Mac in the microwave the other day. I was eating mac and cheese in less time than it took her to stir the macaroni.

Didn’t taste nearly the same, though. I might as well have been eating the box.

Forgive me, Aunt Nell, for my relapse. You just set the bar high. Your’s is the mac and cheese against which I judge all others.

One Response to “Forgive me, Aunt Nell”

  1. Stanley says:

    You’re forgiven. Just don’t let it happen again…

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