STORY TIME!

So back when the wifey and I were dating (back when we were in college, her in Minnesota and me in Iowa), she would come down to visit me. During one visit, I told her that I really wanted mac and cheese. She was like, “Sure, let’s go get some.” And since my place in college was basically an apartment, I had a kitchen and stuff, so I was really excited. It would be my first attempt at making mac and cheese, but I really wanted to try.

So we went to the grocery store and she grabbed a box of Kraft. I looked at her, confused. “What are you doing?” I asked. 

She looked at me and said, “You want mac and cheese, right?”

“Well yeah but I meant real mac and cheese,” I said.

“What?”

That’s when I realized that she had no idea what I was talking about, that she hadn’t had the soul food goodness of mac and cheese. I mean I grew up in Chicago, I thought this was just common knowledge, but apparently it wasn’t. “Oh man,” I said, “Let me show you.”

And so I grabbed all the ingredients I needed, remembered all the times I saw my mom make it (it was what I’d ask her to make when I’d visit over the weekend)…

… and now, 13 years later, it’s still the wifey’s favorite thing I make 

So our anniversary dinner consisted of ribeye steak, mac and cheese, and asparagus  With Hawaiian rolls, of course, because you have to~