It was a cold and rainy April weekend in Minnesota. The type of weekend that just begs for ooey-gooey mac and cheese.

But instead of pulling out that blue box we all know and love, I decided to step things up. So without the fresh breezes and warm sunshine to distract me, and the theory that homemade, really truly homemade, is more satisfying and delicious than anything out of a box, I attempted my first mac and cheese.

And it was indeed satisfying.

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