Mac and Cheese Redux

Queuing at the supermarket is like waiting in line for the lamest ride at the theme park. It's full of the general public, and each of them are carrying a basket literally bulging with assorted goods which is wincingly painful to look at when all you have is some milk, cheese and butter. Dinner was worth the shop experience though. After the macaroni and cheese disaster a few weeks back, Mark took it upon himself to make the greatest version ever conceived, as he too, had been dissapointed in the past my naff mac and cheese. Turns out the secret is in the cheese. Not so much the quality, but the quantity. About half a kilo worked out very nicely, and working out is exactly what we will have to do it work it all off again; but like I said before, totally worth it.