Memories

Dinner tonight was mac n cheese and hot dogs. Not exactly healthy, but it took me back to my childhood. Third grade to be exact. I remember my mom teaching me how to boil the hot dogs in a small pan (now I grill them, of course). I remember her teaching me how to boil the pasta and check for doneness. Then I would add the butter, milk, and powdered cheese and mix it up. It was the very first meal that I learned to make. I would diligently watch over the pots to make sure nothing boiled over, taking my role as chef very seriously. Ah, good times. Any time we ate hot dogs and mac n cheese, I wanted to be the one to make it. I loved it and felt so very grown up.

I told Rusty that it was the very first meal that I learned to make and was "my" meal. His response, "You've come a long way, babe." Indeed I have. Indeed I have. :)