Why do I think Kraft mac ‘n cheese is the evilist of all evils? Why did I spend a half an hour last week pretending like nothing was happening as my son kicked the cabinets in the kitchen, fake-punched me, slammed his bedroom until he felt it was loud enough, and ripped things off the wall all because he asked for mac ‘n cheese and I said no? And why does that only further convince me that Kraft mac ‘n cheese is inherently corrupt?
I’ll tell you why:
1. I think it has artificial coloring in it
3. Something about sodium?
As you can see from this list, this is clearly a food I should not be feeding my child. And yet, I have no qualms about feeding him a sandwich with these ingredients on it twice a day:
No, you don’t need a new contact prescription; that really is a picture of peanut butter, jelly, mustard, pickle relish, and cheese. Oh, and also there should be a tub of butter, as the proper way to eat a peanut butter, jelly, mustard, pickle relish, cheese sandwich is, obviously, grilled.
The little tupperware pictured was a special addition of chicken Vincenzo said he wanted on this particular sandwich.
And here’s the chicken…ON his sandwich.
(He did that, not me.)
(Because the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.)
But I digress. Please tell me, is Kraft mac ‘n cheese the work of the devil? Should I hire an exorcist to undo any damage that has been incurred unto this point? Or are these raging temper tantrums really just a result of my parenting and I should just man up and own them?
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Beef and cheese manicotti
with a side of beef and cheese manicotti