I say this in case you missed the one aisle of the store COVERED in orange and black. You know the one right before the 3 aisles of Christmas stuff (WAYYY creepier than the talking skulls).
Anyway Saturday is Halloween and regardless of how you feel about this ghoulish holiday, I hope you are going to at least enjoy our families Halloween tradition, Reeses Peanut Butter pumpkins. In my family we never got dressed up, and we lived so far out in no-wheres-ville that no one even came to our door. Right around Halloween, during one of our weekly grocery trips, my mom would pick up the Peanut Butter pumpkins. I really can't explain to you how much this moment was looked forward in my life. We never got candy all to ourselves. If my dad brought home a candy bar, we all split it. This might be why the day I was on my own at college I would devour bars of chocolate, like I had years of eating only a few squares to make up for it.
There is of course another candy that is probably a better representative of spooky season. Candy corn was invented in 1880 by George Renninger for a Philadelphia candy company. Yeah Philly does it again, or did it again. Anyway it was an instant hit, because it looked like corn, Renninger actually made it to be the same size as a kernel of corn.
8.3 billion candy corn are produced every year with an impressive 80% bought/consumed in September and October. The funny thing is though, I really don't think that many people actually consume candy corn. It's the candy I always equate to a candy dish, and not the candy dish candy that actually disappears.
Put M&Ms in a dish and they're gone by the end of the night. Put candy corn in and yeah they'll probably get dusty. Now I may be totally off on this and people may really like eating tons of candy corn. I'm a fan of eating one or two pieces and thinking YEAH FALL and then moving on to the Reeses pumpkins.
Because I took my ethics midterm today and could tell you the 3 parts of Kant's categorical imperative, I am feeling a little philosophical. So what is it about candy corn that makes me try one or two pieces and then move on. I guess I'm really not a huge fan of candy corn. It's not like Hershey's chocolate. I don't really crave it. I just feel the need to eat it, like it wouldn't be Halloween without crappy candy corn. Yeah I said crappy; it's so crappy that I need to eat it when it's sitting in front of me.
Ok it's a fact, all of this ethics stuff really isn't applicable. I mean if I can't figure out why I need to eat candy corn (the important stuff) then what in the world is it supposed to teach me? Oh yeah, how to be so stressed you scream while crying at Matt because he called you 45 minutes later than normal (stress oh stress). My poor boyfriend is a saint.
Well I hope you find a candy dish with candy corn in it this Halloween. And remember you're only required to eat one or two pieces; we all know they're gross.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Don't worry I pinched myself and i'm still alive
Weeks like these teach you many lessons. What kind of weeks are these? Ugh I am so very glad you asked. This week started with a ten page paper, an article for beat reporting, an ethics midterm, and silly little things along the way. The ethics test was by far the most stressful. I finished the 10 page paper in 4 hours on Monday, so Ethics was the one awful thing just looking over me all week.
I have woken up every morning with an neck ache. This morning I bent over in the shower and my lower back felt like it was about to die on me. Stress does dirty things to my body. But I still got up and took a shower and started doing whatever needed to be done to end the day on a sort of happy note.
Lesson from all of this? Yeah I'm telling you, in the thick of it there are lessons galore.
Lesson Number One: Things have to be done with tomorrow in consideration. I was hungry for a meal Monday night, so I made fried chicken and rice. I knew that Tuesday I would be leaving my apartment at 7:15 in the morning and not getting back till after 8 at night. Instead of dirtying the pots and pans Monday night for one meal, I made enough for Tuesday as well. I'm getting pretty good at this concept. Tonight I made amazing ghetto mac and cheese (what else would you call Walmart's version of Kraft mac and cheese?) with some fried up hamburger meat in it. I put half in my bowl and half in a plastic container for lunch tomorrow. It really works seamlessly when you get used to it.
Lesson Number Two: Responsible people don't save the world, but they sure do make it an easier place to live. I had the privilege of joining a study group for my ethics midterm. 4 out of 5 of the girls in the group (I'm on of the 4 in case you were wondering.) had extensive notes and knowledge of the material. It made my life sooo much happier. All of us worked together and came up with amazing answers. I would not be nearly as confident in knowledge of the material for the exam tomorrow if it hadn't had been for the responsibility of these girls. Some people have dreams and visions of saving the world. We all can't be Superman, but we can all be responsible and make someone else's life a little easier.
Lesson Number Three: Sugar is so much better when you're dealing with stress. I have gone through a thing of Vanilla Coke, two packages of gummy bears, and a Hersheys bar. I feel like if I hadn't enjoyed all of those things I might not have survived. That is just a theory at this point, but I'd rather not test it.
Lesson Number Four: Razers are dangerous tools that most women and men use every day. This doesn't really sound like a lesson, but it's just what I need to keep telling myself as I feel both of my shins stinging with pain. I guess being stressed out is not the best time for me to shave my legs. Some of you might not want to know that, but I really feel like it should be public knowledge that at the age of 21 after shaving my legs for probably 10 years I still manage to shave my skin instead of the hair on my legs. Matt would call this a fail.
Lesson Number Five: One of those weeks makes me love every other week. If I can make sure that I have breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day during this gross week; I can definitely do this on a normal week. If can make all of my deadlines and get help from people, why not during a normal week? During a week that I have free time, I am not nearly as good with time management as I am when I am crazy busy. Stop being lazy. If you can do it with no time, you can do it when you have time. This is probably the most important lesson of the week.
After doing a practice ethics test and making dinner, I finally sat down to relax. I caught the end of ABC Nightly New. Charlie Gibson told me all about the horrific things that happened in the world today. At the end of all of this he said, "For ABC News this is Charlie Gibson and I hope you had a good day." Charlie you make my heart melt. I hope you all had a good day and week. If you didn't and you haven't sat down to think about what you've learned from your awful day, then you've totally wasted a terrible day.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
I have woken up every morning with an neck ache. This morning I bent over in the shower and my lower back felt like it was about to die on me. Stress does dirty things to my body. But I still got up and took a shower and started doing whatever needed to be done to end the day on a sort of happy note.
Lesson from all of this? Yeah I'm telling you, in the thick of it there are lessons galore.
Lesson Number One: Things have to be done with tomorrow in consideration. I was hungry for a meal Monday night, so I made fried chicken and rice. I knew that Tuesday I would be leaving my apartment at 7:15 in the morning and not getting back till after 8 at night. Instead of dirtying the pots and pans Monday night for one meal, I made enough for Tuesday as well. I'm getting pretty good at this concept. Tonight I made amazing ghetto mac and cheese (what else would you call Walmart's version of Kraft mac and cheese?) with some fried up hamburger meat in it. I put half in my bowl and half in a plastic container for lunch tomorrow. It really works seamlessly when you get used to it.
Lesson Number Two: Responsible people don't save the world, but they sure do make it an easier place to live. I had the privilege of joining a study group for my ethics midterm. 4 out of 5 of the girls in the group (I'm on of the 4 in case you were wondering.) had extensive notes and knowledge of the material. It made my life sooo much happier. All of us worked together and came up with amazing answers. I would not be nearly as confident in knowledge of the material for the exam tomorrow if it hadn't had been for the responsibility of these girls. Some people have dreams and visions of saving the world. We all can't be Superman, but we can all be responsible and make someone else's life a little easier.
Lesson Number Three: Sugar is so much better when you're dealing with stress. I have gone through a thing of Vanilla Coke, two packages of gummy bears, and a Hersheys bar. I feel like if I hadn't enjoyed all of those things I might not have survived. That is just a theory at this point, but I'd rather not test it.
Lesson Number Four: Razers are dangerous tools that most women and men use every day. This doesn't really sound like a lesson, but it's just what I need to keep telling myself as I feel both of my shins stinging with pain. I guess being stressed out is not the best time for me to shave my legs. Some of you might not want to know that, but I really feel like it should be public knowledge that at the age of 21 after shaving my legs for probably 10 years I still manage to shave my skin instead of the hair on my legs. Matt would call this a fail.
Lesson Number Five: One of those weeks makes me love every other week. If I can make sure that I have breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day during this gross week; I can definitely do this on a normal week. If can make all of my deadlines and get help from people, why not during a normal week? During a week that I have free time, I am not nearly as good with time management as I am when I am crazy busy. Stop being lazy. If you can do it with no time, you can do it when you have time. This is probably the most important lesson of the week.
After doing a practice ethics test and making dinner, I finally sat down to relax. I caught the end of ABC Nightly New. Charlie Gibson told me all about the horrific things that happened in the world today. At the end of all of this he said, "For ABC News this is Charlie Gibson and I hope you had a good day." Charlie you make my heart melt. I hope you all had a good day and week. If you didn't and you haven't sat down to think about what you've learned from your awful day, then you've totally wasted a terrible day.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Monday, October 26, 2009
Here we go again
I woke up this morning with a list of things to do that should have taken me a week. I had a day. On my way home from my Beat Reporting class, i.e. only class I have on Mondays (nothing like waking up and getting to class at 7:45 to turn around and leave 2 hours later), I decided that it was going to take drastic measures to keep me in my apartment till I had 10 pages written for my Moving in Moving out (I've shortened it to MiMo; kind of catchy don't you think?)class.
Emergency College Kit:
Vanilla Coca Cola - I know I know I'm normally a soda hater, but by not drinking it all of the time I actually am affected by its caffeine content. A little bit of sugar and a little bit of caffeine in a tasty treat, kept me going even when I hit my 7 page slump.
Gummy Bears - I am really not sure who doesn't like gummy bears. These little guys are just so yummy and they can be sucked on while an important thought is about to be thrown on the page, or they can be chewed while you're trying to think of the right word.
Dorritos snack mix - Sweet and salty is such a beautiful combination. I didn't want to eat all of my chips or snacks for the week. This week is going to be hard enough; I won't have the time to run to the store for extra food. The snack mix was perfect. It had pretzels and Dorritos and Sun Chips. Really you can't go wrong.
College does awful things to people. Just when you think that you have everything under control you walk into that only class you have Monday and the professor dumps an 800-1,000 word election story on you. In a matter of minutes, I can go from happy to stressed. Thankfully I know what I need to get me through, and the people I love stay extra close to me understanding my instant mood swings. My mom and Matt are better than all of the Vanilla Cokes in the world. They are sweet with a little bit of energy added.
After accomplishing as much as I possibly could today, I knew that I needed a good meal. While answering my ethics questions for my midterm (over and over out loud; my poor neighbors got quite the ethics lecture), I breaded and fried some chicken and cooked up some rice. This may not sound like that much of an accomplishment, but I was able to make enough for dinner tomorrow. When I have a study session after class, my tummy won't be rumbling now. I also cleaned up all of the dishes and left my kitchen completely clean. I doubt that I will ever accomplish as much in a day as I do now as I attend Emerson. I guess as long as Walgreens sells Vanilla Coke, Gummy Bears, and salty snacks I will survive with a full stomach.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Emergency College Kit:
Vanilla Coca Cola - I know I know I'm normally a soda hater, but by not drinking it all of the time I actually am affected by its caffeine content. A little bit of sugar and a little bit of caffeine in a tasty treat, kept me going even when I hit my 7 page slump.
Gummy Bears - I am really not sure who doesn't like gummy bears. These little guys are just so yummy and they can be sucked on while an important thought is about to be thrown on the page, or they can be chewed while you're trying to think of the right word.
Dorritos snack mix - Sweet and salty is such a beautiful combination. I didn't want to eat all of my chips or snacks for the week. This week is going to be hard enough; I won't have the time to run to the store for extra food. The snack mix was perfect. It had pretzels and Dorritos and Sun Chips. Really you can't go wrong.
College does awful things to people. Just when you think that you have everything under control you walk into that only class you have Monday and the professor dumps an 800-1,000 word election story on you. In a matter of minutes, I can go from happy to stressed. Thankfully I know what I need to get me through, and the people I love stay extra close to me understanding my instant mood swings. My mom and Matt are better than all of the Vanilla Cokes in the world. They are sweet with a little bit of energy added.
After accomplishing as much as I possibly could today, I knew that I needed a good meal. While answering my ethics questions for my midterm (over and over out loud; my poor neighbors got quite the ethics lecture), I breaded and fried some chicken and cooked up some rice. This may not sound like that much of an accomplishment, but I was able to make enough for dinner tomorrow. When I have a study session after class, my tummy won't be rumbling now. I also cleaned up all of the dishes and left my kitchen completely clean. I doubt that I will ever accomplish as much in a day as I do now as I attend Emerson. I guess as long as Walgreens sells Vanilla Coke, Gummy Bears, and salty snacks I will survive with a full stomach.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Fruit Loops may not be the "Smart Choice"
Much to my surprise and chagrin Fruit Loops and Cracker Jacks are not nutritional. Ok ok I already knew this, but supposedly the FDA is going to start getting stricter about what they let companies like General Mills and Kraft say about the food they produce. Supposedly the FDA is worried that people might have been confused by the labeling in the past, and now they want to make everything better.
Really guys, really? Did anyone really believe that Fruit Loops were nutritional? Well I guess if you did, I hate to break it to you, but it doesn't matter what the label on the box says, they aren't!!!
I give the FDA props for standing up to this false marketing. I know a lot of parents are smart enough to read beyond the label, but some aren't. There are some people out there who read "low calorie" and never bother to check the sodium level or all of the added preservatives.
My favorite falsely advertised item is the fruit flavored sparkling water. They advertise 0 grams sugar, 0 calories, 0 grams fat; but they always neglect to mention, that the empty calories in the fake sugar they use will, in fact, cause you to eat more. Your stomach thinks it's going to get calories and then when it doesn't it causes you to be hungry, to fill the emptiness you created by tricking yourself. Same thing happens when you drink diet soda.
Matt actually makes a true low calorie version of one of my favorite meals. It tastes good, and you almost don't miss the calories.
Matt's Chicken "Parm"
Chicken Breasts
Adobo
Spaghetti Noodles
Tomato Sauce
Mozzarella Cheese
Sprinkle adobo on both sides of the chicken breasts. Broil the chicken. Yes I know this landed me with a burned hand and chicken on the floor, but just give it a try. You probably aren't as klutzy as I am. Broil them on either side till it is done in the middle.
Cook the noodles to perfection (whatever that means to you). Heat the tomato sauce. Sprinkle mozzarella cheese on the chicken when it's done and put it under the broiler for a few more minutes till the cheese is melted. Put some noodles, as much sauce as you like, and the chicken on your plate. No it's not breaded and no Matt's version is actually completely void of Parmesan cheese (you can add some of that onto your pasta if you like it; Matt doesn't), but in all honestly it tastes good. You will forget that you're missing the breading and the frying and the baking. It takes half the time that chicken parm normally takes, and I think the FDA would agree with me; it is low calorie.
Be on the lookout for less marketing lies on your food labels, or more advanced ones. And remember make your favorite foods low calorie. If Matt can do it on accident, you can definitely do it if you try.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Friday, October 23, 2009
Dentist ruin everything
I work with a very exuberant theater education major at my work study job named Andy. I say overly exuberant only because last year he was taking this class where he had to pretend to be a 5 year old boy and he pretty much drove me CRAZY!!! I drove him crazy by feeling the need to alphabetize everything to be fair. But he's a good actor and having a 20 year old guy whining at you like a five year old boy...Oy Vey!
I found at a wonderful bit of information about Andy this week when I brought in Princess fruit snacks. I don't know of many people who would refuse such a fun, tasty treat. But Andy was overly excited about these fruit snacks. Supposedly Andy's mom bought him fruit snacks and fruit roll-ups until the dentist told her that they were bad for Andy's teeth. He went from enjoying all of the gummy deliciousness that he could, to being forced to drop the habit cold turkey. Ugh dentist ruin everything. But here, right here is the infuriating thing about Andy. I said out loud, being completely understanding to his horrible lack-of-fruit-snacks childhood, that dentists suck and his response.
"Well they are bad for your teeth." UGH!!! So I smiled agreed, made a comment about how this was probably especially true when he was young and growing in new teeth and bowed out of the conversation.
Yesterday was the opening night of the play Incorruptible. Andy was the lead role. It was totally a big deal. What did I bring Andy to wish him luck? Mom and dentists please close your eyes for a minute. PRINCESS FRUIT SNACKS!!! Yeah he was pretty excited.
Against my sleepy judgement (this play started at 8 and I didn't go home till 11; I'm totally normally asleep by 9) I went to Andy's play last night. I was so proud of my fellow work-study. He was amazing.
The play was set in this medieval monastery that got their relic stolen, or sort of stolen, by this jester (Andy). The monks then started digging up bodies and selling the bones as relics to make some money with Andy's help. Add in some of Andy's bad singing and fake bad juggling (he actually can juggle, but he faked being bad at it pretty well. It was hysterical, and the acting was wonderful. But of course my favorite part was this subplot about one of the monk's father, who was a baker. When times started getting hard in the town, supposedly this monk's father told his kids to add sawdust to the bread. Even when times got better, they kept adding sawdust until someone got a splinter and the diabolical plot was found out.
Sawdust in bread???? I really did wonder if I would be able to catch the difference in flavor. I guess it's the same texture? I guess we just never know what we're eating.
I spent the last 5 hours typing answers for my ethics midterm. Now I have 9 pages of typed notes to memorize before Thursday. I just made some peanut butter cookies, so I guess it's time to start the 10 page paper I was hoping to start earlier today. Always remember, you can do anything if you have some princess fruit snacks or peanut butter cookies at your disposal. Otherwise, good luck!
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
I found at a wonderful bit of information about Andy this week when I brought in Princess fruit snacks. I don't know of many people who would refuse such a fun, tasty treat. But Andy was overly excited about these fruit snacks. Supposedly Andy's mom bought him fruit snacks and fruit roll-ups until the dentist told her that they were bad for Andy's teeth. He went from enjoying all of the gummy deliciousness that he could, to being forced to drop the habit cold turkey. Ugh dentist ruin everything. But here, right here is the infuriating thing about Andy. I said out loud, being completely understanding to his horrible lack-of-fruit-snacks childhood, that dentists suck and his response.
"Well they are bad for your teeth." UGH!!! So I smiled agreed, made a comment about how this was probably especially true when he was young and growing in new teeth and bowed out of the conversation.
Yesterday was the opening night of the play Incorruptible. Andy was the lead role. It was totally a big deal. What did I bring Andy to wish him luck? Mom and dentists please close your eyes for a minute. PRINCESS FRUIT SNACKS!!! Yeah he was pretty excited.
Against my sleepy judgement (this play started at 8 and I didn't go home till 11; I'm totally normally asleep by 9) I went to Andy's play last night. I was so proud of my fellow work-study. He was amazing.
The play was set in this medieval monastery that got their relic stolen, or sort of stolen, by this jester (Andy). The monks then started digging up bodies and selling the bones as relics to make some money with Andy's help. Add in some of Andy's bad singing and fake bad juggling (he actually can juggle, but he faked being bad at it pretty well. It was hysterical, and the acting was wonderful. But of course my favorite part was this subplot about one of the monk's father, who was a baker. When times started getting hard in the town, supposedly this monk's father told his kids to add sawdust to the bread. Even when times got better, they kept adding sawdust until someone got a splinter and the diabolical plot was found out.
Sawdust in bread???? I really did wonder if I would be able to catch the difference in flavor. I guess it's the same texture? I guess we just never know what we're eating.
I spent the last 5 hours typing answers for my ethics midterm. Now I have 9 pages of typed notes to memorize before Thursday. I just made some peanut butter cookies, so I guess it's time to start the 10 page paper I was hoping to start earlier today. Always remember, you can do anything if you have some princess fruit snacks or peanut butter cookies at your disposal. Otherwise, good luck!
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Life lesson number 3,456 : Always double check that you have your keys
And keep leftovers in the fridge.
My feet and dead. I am not over-exaggerating. They have died and if they were to come back to life they would probably SCREAM and tell you all how I abuse them and how I don't deserve them. My poor feet. The culprit today: my ballet flats. I love these shoes. They look perfect, they are mostly comfortable, and they match pretty much everything. The problem is that I've worn them down so much and the inside of the shoe by the heel is down to the inner workings of the shoe (They are funny plastic things that must build up the heel or something. They are really hard and kind of hurt after long walks). It's really terrible, but because it's the inside of the shoe and no one sees it I continue to wear the shoes. If I wear socks or stockings with them my feet don't hurt, but if I walk a few miles in them with no socks or anything my feet die.
Why did I walk a few miles today? I was so excited about getting an interview that I repacked my purse neglecting my keys. The good news is that I climbed the fire escape and found that all of our windows are hard to break into. Our neighbor's window really isn't (I am glad no one was home because I wasn't entirely clear on which window was ours and might have gotten their window entirely open before realizing it wasn't our furniture). Some more good news, my roommate Ariel is amazing and responded to my "PLEASE SAVE ME FROM SITTING OUTSIDE THE APT TILL YOU GET HOME AT 2 A.M." text, and let me go down to school to get her keys. The bad news, after schlepping to Harvard and back to my apt (about a mile each way) I had to schlep down to school one more time and then schlep back home. I was tired guys, really really tired.
When I got home all I wanted was food. I was tempted to stop and buy food, but my final piece of good news kept me from spending money on something fatty or greasy or not filling. I had leftovers. It is not often that I am excited about leftovers. In fact I am hardly ever excited. But today as I was walking home, all I could think about was how I would have a homemade meal in 1 minute and it wasn't in the freezer or a can. Because I'm cooking for one a lot, I tend to have a lot of leftovers. Sometimes I don't eat them and waste the food, but on a day like today when the bad news tended to bring me down a lot faster than the good news could make me feel better, it was so nice to know dinner was all ready to go.
I pride myself in being prepared. Every morning I wake up, make a lunch, eat breakfast, and leave for class so I will arrive 15-20 minutes early (just in case the T is late). I am neurotic about remembering my keys and locking doors. When I do make a mistake, the important part is solving the problem, right? If that's the case, I aced today. Unfortunately it didn't feel like that. At least I had leftovers; I'm always more prepared when I have a full tummy.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
My feet and dead. I am not over-exaggerating. They have died and if they were to come back to life they would probably SCREAM and tell you all how I abuse them and how I don't deserve them. My poor feet. The culprit today: my ballet flats. I love these shoes. They look perfect, they are mostly comfortable, and they match pretty much everything. The problem is that I've worn them down so much and the inside of the shoe by the heel is down to the inner workings of the shoe (They are funny plastic things that must build up the heel or something. They are really hard and kind of hurt after long walks). It's really terrible, but because it's the inside of the shoe and no one sees it I continue to wear the shoes. If I wear socks or stockings with them my feet don't hurt, but if I walk a few miles in them with no socks or anything my feet die.
Why did I walk a few miles today? I was so excited about getting an interview that I repacked my purse neglecting my keys. The good news is that I climbed the fire escape and found that all of our windows are hard to break into. Our neighbor's window really isn't (I am glad no one was home because I wasn't entirely clear on which window was ours and might have gotten their window entirely open before realizing it wasn't our furniture). Some more good news, my roommate Ariel is amazing and responded to my "PLEASE SAVE ME FROM SITTING OUTSIDE THE APT TILL YOU GET HOME AT 2 A.M." text, and let me go down to school to get her keys. The bad news, after schlepping to Harvard and back to my apt (about a mile each way) I had to schlep down to school one more time and then schlep back home. I was tired guys, really really tired.
When I got home all I wanted was food. I was tempted to stop and buy food, but my final piece of good news kept me from spending money on something fatty or greasy or not filling. I had leftovers. It is not often that I am excited about leftovers. In fact I am hardly ever excited. But today as I was walking home, all I could think about was how I would have a homemade meal in 1 minute and it wasn't in the freezer or a can. Because I'm cooking for one a lot, I tend to have a lot of leftovers. Sometimes I don't eat them and waste the food, but on a day like today when the bad news tended to bring me down a lot faster than the good news could make me feel better, it was so nice to know dinner was all ready to go.
I pride myself in being prepared. Every morning I wake up, make a lunch, eat breakfast, and leave for class so I will arrive 15-20 minutes early (just in case the T is late). I am neurotic about remembering my keys and locking doors. When I do make a mistake, the important part is solving the problem, right? If that's the case, I aced today. Unfortunately it didn't feel like that. At least I had leftovers; I'm always more prepared when I have a full tummy.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Baked Macaroni and Cheese please
I think after a day of thought I have actually solved the mystery of why Matt did not like the baked mac and cheese yesterday. First of all, I took an unofficial poll of a bunch of my guy friends and not one of them liked baked mac and cheese. I think it has to do with a lack of meat, but that doesn't make me less sad for them.
How could you ever not enjoy 15 kinds of cheese, noodles, and milk with a bread crumb top. Well that bread crumb top leads to the second reason Matt did not appreciate my culinary creation. Matt just doesn't like bread crumbs. Really I do not understand this at all, but he doesn't (bread toasted and crumbled up, did I tell you my brother refused to eat butter for a good ten years...it's a first boy kind of thing I guess). So pretty much one of my favorite meals is out when Matt's around and the reason, oh yeah just my favorite part of one of my favorite meals...THE BREADCRUMBS!!! Have I said how much I love this boy today?
Ok well let me back track now and go back to how to make the baked mac and cheese. It is so easy and probably not how you would ever make baked mac and cheese from a cookbook. I tend to just make things up as I go along.
Cook up a bag of noodles. I always mean to make them less cooked, but then I forget to pull them out in time. Just cook the noodles. Cut abut half the block of cheddar cheese into smallish squares. Place the cooked noodles into a pan (all I had was a 13x9 pan, but my mom has these wonderful casserole dishes that would work good too). Add mozzarella cheese, cheddar cheese, and about a cup of milk to the noodles. Sprinkle on some Parmesan cheese. Cover the top with breadcrumbs and a few tablespoons of butter. Cover the mac and cheese. Bake in a 350 degree oven for about 15-20 minutes. The cheese should be all melty.
I honestly have no idea how this could not make anyone happy. It is just a melty dish of deliciousness to me. The other amazing thing about baked mac and cheese is that it fills me up so much. All I need is a bowl and I'm happy as a clam. It's also great for a reheated meal. I had some for lunch today.
You are probably wondering what was up with the video I posted yesterday. Matt really wants to create videos, so that all of you can see what we're creating. He's very good with video, but as it turns out I'm not. I might have just been tired yesterday, so don't worry we'll try again. I kind of had a few fails before I nixed the whole video idea. Matt was very good to cut me off before anyone could hear me telling the world that he was making me do the video. Again how I love this boy.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
How could you ever not enjoy 15 kinds of cheese, noodles, and milk with a bread crumb top. Well that bread crumb top leads to the second reason Matt did not appreciate my culinary creation. Matt just doesn't like bread crumbs. Really I do not understand this at all, but he doesn't (bread toasted and crumbled up, did I tell you my brother refused to eat butter for a good ten years...it's a first boy kind of thing I guess). So pretty much one of my favorite meals is out when Matt's around and the reason, oh yeah just my favorite part of one of my favorite meals...THE BREADCRUMBS!!! Have I said how much I love this boy today?
Ok well let me back track now and go back to how to make the baked mac and cheese. It is so easy and probably not how you would ever make baked mac and cheese from a cookbook. I tend to just make things up as I go along.
Cook up a bag of noodles. I always mean to make them less cooked, but then I forget to pull them out in time. Just cook the noodles. Cut abut half the block of cheddar cheese into smallish squares. Place the cooked noodles into a pan (all I had was a 13x9 pan, but my mom has these wonderful casserole dishes that would work good too). Add mozzarella cheese, cheddar cheese, and about a cup of milk to the noodles. Sprinkle on some Parmesan cheese. Cover the top with breadcrumbs and a few tablespoons of butter. Cover the mac and cheese. Bake in a 350 degree oven for about 15-20 minutes. The cheese should be all melty.
I honestly have no idea how this could not make anyone happy. It is just a melty dish of deliciousness to me. The other amazing thing about baked mac and cheese is that it fills me up so much. All I need is a bowl and I'm happy as a clam. It's also great for a reheated meal. I had some for lunch today.
You are probably wondering what was up with the video I posted yesterday. Matt really wants to create videos, so that all of you can see what we're creating. He's very good with video, but as it turns out I'm not. I might have just been tired yesterday, so don't worry we'll try again. I kind of had a few fails before I nixed the whole video idea. Matt was very good to cut me off before anyone could hear me telling the world that he was making me do the video. Again how I love this boy.
Happy Eating!!!
Emily
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