It seems I often center my recipe posts around my husband's quirky food preferences. For his sake, I am sorry. But the truth is in our house a successful recipe has to meet four tough criteria:
1. It has to satisfy my desire for gourmet taste on a casual budget;
2. It has to be acceptable to the four little people picking over it;
3. It has to be healthy; and
4. My husband has to go, "Mmm, wow. This is good!"
And honestly, given my husband's unique palate, the latter is often the toughest medal to win. And that brings me to beets.
Growing up one of my favorite meals was salmon patties with a side of steamed broccoli (dripping with butter) and a large serving of creamy mac n' cheese.
No one could make this meal as well as my grandma could! I so looked forward to a sleep-over at my grandparent's house because I knew the arrangement always would include the question: "What do you want to have for dinner?"
Why, salmon patties of course!
Did you all have a wonderful 4th of July? We found ourselves doing the family potluck thing, but with a little spin this year. Instead of just gathering for the grub, we met together early in the morning to redo the landscaping at the family patriarch's home.
Who knew that holiday family time could be more than just casual conversation and random food?
My husband grew up on the West Coast and consequently is a lover of all things Mexican. Truth is, nothing I make qualifies as true Mexican food in his mind.
But that doesn't keep him from loving this recipe...
Whether you're an authentic Mexican food lover or one satisfied with a Midwestern substitute, this recipe offers terrific flavor while being quick and easy to prepare. It's a great dinner option when the day has got the best of you, the kids are experiencing meltdowns, your blood sugar is dropping and your husband just suggested take-out. Not that I've ever experienced this. Yah, right.
I'm pretty sure that every American household has some form of mac n' cheese that's a family favorite. Both of my grandmothers have their own take on the traditional dish: one bakes hers in the oven until the cheese on top bubbles and turns brown, the other prefers the stove-top method and coats her pasta with a thick creamy sauce.
Prepared either way I can easily eat more than my fair share of the cheesy goodness. Can anyone relate with me or am I alone as a self-labeled mac n' cheese junkie?