As I briefly touch upon in my About Me page, I love food. However, this love of food does not translate into a love of cooking or even any cooking talent whatsoever. So, as one of my new year's resolutions and as a result of me now no longer able to rely on college cafeteria food, I have made it a point to try to learn how to cook and bake.
I am lucky that I come from a family of great cooks (and bakers) so I'm hoping that by some process of osmosis, if my family members stand close to me for a long enough amount of time, I will miraculously inherit their skills. Until then, I am trying my hand at a few recipes under the supervision of my mother.
So for tonight's dinner, it was macaroni and cheese. Generally, my history with cooking mac and cheese is limited to adding water and really questionable orange power to hot water after three minutes. This time, this mac and cheese was going to be for real. The recipe calls for flour, milk, butter, cheddar cheese and pasta....Then presto-change-o, you've got yourself a meal! Alright, so it wasn't that easy.
But I persevered nonetheless, despite my mother's mockery and my inability to understand how to watch two pots at once. I carefully stirred and mixed and added in a little extra tablespoon of love to give my mac and cheese that extra oomph. Finally, though, once I managed to successfully make the mac and cheese, my family decided that they weren't really even that hungry, which I found to be extremely timely after slaving over this meal. Regardless, I put the mac and cheese in a casserole dish, topped with breadcrumbs and put it in the oven for 30 minutes.
And voila! 30 minutes later and my ego has now tripled in size due to the cheesy goodness in front of me. My family managed to summon their apetites and we all enjoyed what my mom and dad both admitted was some pretty gosh darn good mac and cheese. The only thing left was to wash the dishes.
But obviously I didn't do that. I cooked dinner!
I am lucky that I come from a family of great cooks (and bakers) so I'm hoping that by some process of osmosis, if my family members stand close to me for a long enough amount of time, I will miraculously inherit their skills. Until then, I am trying my hand at a few recipes under the supervision of my mother.
So for tonight's dinner, it was macaroni and cheese. Generally, my history with cooking mac and cheese is limited to adding water and really questionable orange power to hot water after three minutes. This time, this mac and cheese was going to be for real. The recipe calls for flour, milk, butter, cheddar cheese and pasta....Then presto-change-o, you've got yourself a meal! Alright, so it wasn't that easy.
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| The essentials of mac and cheese: farfalle and cheddar. (FYI: farfalle means butterflies in Italian! How cute) |
I have honestly only made pasta a handful of times. And of that handful, I was assisted by some kind soul or another. Plus, I had two pots going at once -- one to make the cheesy goodness and one to boil the pasta. At one point, I attempted to stir both at once, but my mom just laughed at me. In fact, she laughed at me for the majority of my meal preparation. |
| Master chef working diligently. No time for jokes or laughs in this kitchen |
But I persevered nonetheless, despite my mother's mockery and my inability to understand how to watch two pots at once. I carefully stirred and mixed and added in a little extra tablespoon of love to give my mac and cheese that extra oomph. Finally, though, once I managed to successfully make the mac and cheese, my family decided that they weren't really even that hungry, which I found to be extremely timely after slaving over this meal. Regardless, I put the mac and cheese in a casserole dish, topped with breadcrumbs and put it in the oven for 30 minutes.
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| No, I actually did not take this picture off of the Food Network website. I made that. |
And voila! 30 minutes later and my ego has now tripled in size due to the cheesy goodness in front of me. My family managed to summon their apetites and we all enjoyed what my mom and dad both admitted was some pretty gosh darn good mac and cheese. The only thing left was to wash the dishes.
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| Cooking involves a lot of pots and pans. |
But obviously I didn't do that. I cooked dinner!
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