The Cleanse: Day Eight

Macaroni and cheese. That's what I fantasized about today on my bus ride home from work. Many varieties of macaroni and cheese. Annie's in the purple box with the cute bunny on the front. The dish they serve up at Bleu Bistro, which is oozing with cheese that stretches from your fork back to the cauldron it's served in. My dad's mac 'n' cheese, which he always serves with peas and biscuits (you could call that the Anti-Atkins meal, I suppose). And my all-time favourite recipe, the one my grandmother always made for me when I would go to visit her. She always used delicious, sharp white cheddar cheese and would top the casserole dish with breadcrumbs sautéd in butter before putting it in the oven. Absolute comfort food.

Halfway there.