No, I am not referring to the death of the leader of the Taliban.
My husband, who is a notoriously picky eater (or boring, choose your adjective), is always a little anxious whenever I try new recipes. In an effort to become a better cook, I've been trying at least one new recipe a week. Sometimes my efforts are a total bust, but sometimes I manage to strike gold.
This week I struck gold in the form of baked macaroni and cheese!
My husband, as always, was visibly bothered by the prospect of trying something new. He tried it, though, and liked it! I was shocked that he openly admitted that he liked it, but thrilled nonetheless.
This evening he casually commented that he should take the rest for lunch tomorrow so that it "doesn't go to waste" and that I could make it again if I wanted to. After hearing that, I was pretty sure he liked it a little more than he initially let on.
And I was right. He finally came out and asked me when I was going to make it again. He still tried to act as though he didn't absolutely love it, but I knew better.
It makes me so happy to see him try new things, especially when he ends up loving it!
Yumm baked mac and cheese sounds delish right now :)
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