That is what is happening in my house every day this week.
Because I made the super awesome braided calzone on Friday night and gave them a place to crash over the weekend, Hannah and her man made dinner on Saturday night. Homemade baked mac and cheese and hot wings.
Clearly they know how to please.
However, there may have been someone who got a little overexcited in how much macaroni to use/make.
So this happened:Yes. I took this picture last night. After three of us dined on it Saturday. After the roommate and I ate from it on Sunday. And after the roomie and I both packed some for lunch yesterday.
As a firm believer of “waste not, want not” and “I’m too cheap/poor to throw this away and feel ok with it”, I’m working really hard to incorporate it into my meals until this massive pan of mac and cheese is done-zo.
Quite a feat considering I do not cook pasta overly often.
Not sure what the reasoning is. I think it’s a completely unconscious thing. Since my days often tend to be front-loaded with carb-heavy breakfasts (oatmeal/toast/pancakes), I often opt to keep the carbs to a minimum the rest of the day and focus more on protein.
It’s just how I roll.
So, since pasta isn’t the typical breakfast food, it just doesn’t make as many appearances into my routine unless I’m doing some heavy race training or am in serious need for comfort food.
Even then, my comfort foods tend to be more along the lines of soup/chili and ice cream/cookies. If we’re being honest.
The roomie loves mac and cheese. And makes it no less than 2-3 times a week. So hopefully, between the two of us, this shiz will be taken down before Thanksgiving rolls around.
And hopefully neither of us turn into an actual noodle.
So uh… well… anyone have any breakfast mac and cheese suggestions? (ew)