better than sex? i'm not saying no.

for the last week and a half or so, i've been nursing an increasingly intense craving for macaroni and cheese. in fact, i observed presidents' day by lying in bed for most of the afternoon, hung over, "surfing" the "internets" for leads on where in this fine city one could get top quality mac and cheese - and get it delivered.

sadly, i didn't find anything - or, to be more accurate, i ran out of attention span before i found anything promising. i did come across a droolworthy old nytimes article touting the glories of mac and cheese made with mountains of cheese, the right kinds of cheese, and browned to perfection. as you can imagine, this only intensified my yearning.

since then, the desire has been swelling inside me (in my loins, you might say. but you'd be incorrect.) to the point that i knew my sky-high expectations for the stuff will never be met. but then, last night, a miracle happened. it was...


KRAFT MACARONI AND CHEESE!!!!

i made it with vanilla soymilk (all i had) and lots of salt and pepper, and grated some extra sharp cheddar cheese in at the end. and i have never been happier in my life.

but rest assured, when i hit the deuce-fifty mark, my fat friends and i will take care to walk down the street single file.