There was no amount of delicious mac and cheese that could comfort me.
Like everyone else, I can’t stop watching and reading the news coverage of the shooting in Tuscon.
At quarter to seven last night, my boyfriend and I decided we didn’t have time to head to the grocery store before the 8pm memorial/rally. Eager to hear Obama, we eyed our emptying shelves. We saw a box of Easy Mac. But I refused. Next door to the fake-cheese, however, led us to inspiration: a box of rigatoni.
And at that moment, I didn’t care that we spent 10 dollars for a slight wedge of brie-like goat cheese at the farmers’ market, we were using it, goddamnit, to make our own mac and cheese.
In a mad dash, 80P grabbed the grater, I found shallots and garlic and we started prepping. The mac and cheese finished moments before Arizona State opened its stage.
While I may have found it difficult to eat while crying over Christina-Taylor Green, I noticed that my creamy pasta was delicious.
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