While the Saints (Who Dat!) and the Colts squared off on the turf in Miami, the feathers were flying in another Indiana vs Louisiana showdown at our Superbowl viewing party. Yep, it was a fried chicken face-off between the best of the chains, or rather, the only two major franchises we really have. Although we set this up on a lark, I didn’t realize until later how closely we were mirroring the regional rivalry of the two teams in the Superbowl.
Last week, I made a potluck mac n’ cheese using Martha’s recipe, which featured muenster, havarti, and white sharp cheddar. The results were lovely and although I returned home with an empty casserole dish, I still had a few giant blocks of cheese in the fridge because most grocers don’t sell cheese in three ounce increments. Thus I was left with figuring out what to do with all that dairy clogging up the fridge without clogging up my own internal organs by eating all of it myself.
There’s not much I can do with havarti and muenster because I don’t really care for them and the only one out of the thre I like is the cheddar. Still, I wasn’t about to eat half a pound of cheese straight up, nor did I want to boil another pound of pasta and make more cheesy mac. Too much of a good thing can be too much for my digestive tract, speaking from the pov of someone who is mildly lactose intolerant.
I had some time on my hands last week and decided to make a cozy carrying case for my Staub so I could transport a precious cargo of piping hot mac n’ cheese to my friend’s potluck without burning my hands.
I worked without a pattern and basically made the whole thing up myself. I didn’t intend for it to look like a mushroom but that’s how it ended up. Pretty cute don’t you think?