I refuse to serve my kids boxed mac and cheese. I say it is because it is full of chemicals and preservatives…and I am sure it is…but more than that is the fact (a true indisputable fact,
unless it fell off my head and I didn’t notice it, which is possible I admit) that I found a hair in a box once, and since then have been pretty sure that just the act of cooking it would lead to barf. I have hair issues.
Usually, I dump a handful of shredded cheese and a spoonful of butter in a pot of warm pasta, mix it all up, and call it is a day. It is okay, but the cheese is more stringy than creamy, and ends up all in a lump so half the pasta is naked and the other half is a cheesy lumpy stringy mess. Needless to say, between me not eating pasta an my mac and cheese being a stringy lumpy (yet cheesy, the redeeming factor) mess…it is not the staple in our home it is in many homes with kids.
Today, I decided to try something new. I decided to make and actual sauce (a roux! I didn’t bake it though, just made the sauce for the pasta, Zoë hates baked mac and cheese. Little Freak!) for it. That was a little…interesting…at a few points I was not convinced I would end up with an edible meal. Since I have dinner plans anyways, I didn’t much care though!
A pictorial illustration (does that make sense?) of my adventures in roux making:
In the end, it worked out. Not that it mattered, the kids just dumped ketchup on it and didn’t even realize it was different than usual. Also, I think I need to replace the pot.
I’ve been on my own with the kids for 3 days now. A few recent pics: