Louis Gooey Butter Cake and Warm Mushroom Salad with Hazelnuts
Turns out it only took one dreary day, two pudgy forearms and a very loud block of orange cheddar to make it happen. Basically, I already knew how to make them, it was just a matter of when. Had they, however, I had my rationale all prepared anyway, which was that I wasn’t going off the deep end, I had already been there as a little over a year ago, I discovered cheese straws and proceeded to have my mind blown by their uncanny flavor resemblance to Cheez-Its and other so-called cheese crackers. But I understood at the very pit of my gut that I should not indulge the urge to make goldfish crackers at home, that ordering a cookie cutter for the sole purpose of satisfying this curiosity was taking things one step too far and that someone needed to stop me.īut nobody did. I know I do crazy things and then I have the nerve to call them a good time. Graham crackers, marshmallows and even the wafers that you use to make icebox cakes. I mean, he’s going to eventually think we’re killjoys either way, no need to rush his disdain.Īnd look, I know I’ve made Pop-Tarts.
We decided not to tell him there was (a nominal amount of) cheese in there, in the same way that we don’t tell him what’s schmeared on his beloved whole wheat bagel or stuffed in those blintzes he enjoys. While this is in some ways a relief - I was dreading what seems to be the inevitable toddler mac-and-cheese habit, mostly because I would share it and lack his metabolism - it is in other ways disconcerting, as in, could this really be our child? Someone who doesn’t like cheese or sleeping late?īut lo and behold, recently we were at the park and a kid was eating goldfish crackers and shared some with Jacob, who proceeded to go nuts for them.
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