It wasn’t until high school when I had my first bowl of mac n’cheese. I remember a box of Kraft’s would sit in our family’s pantry but it would only be removed when my brother went camping. So I never wondered if it was any good. If he brought Chef Boyardee ravioli on those trips to the woods, I wouldn’t dare touch the blue box.
Then one day, I had mac n cheese from the box and thought… meh. I haven’t been missing out on much… until I had homemade mac n’ cheese. That changed the game. Anything that starts with a good cube of butter, is a good sign of comfort food!