I just saw a piece in the Huffington Post about the Easter Egg Roll at the White House. Having a family lineage that weaves in and out of that geography, I’m charmed by the holiday traditions held in our nation’s capital.
But what I found most intriguing was not the awkward mascot-like Easter Bunny being aptly guided by his seeing-eye human but that the Obamas were in short sleeves. Sleeveless actually for Michelle if I recall. I was dumbfounded.
I was in disbelief, mesmerized photo after photo, sure there must be a heat lamp just outside of the camera’s frame for surely it could not be that warm anywhere in the U.S. right now. Not a goosebump to be had on their spring-exposed flesh.
By stark contrast I’ve been maintaining my winter togs with no hint of warmth in sight. I volunteer for a local school that is setting up a Garden-to-Table program. My garden partner and I are in charge of some hoop houses that envelope delicate lettuce starters planted by wee tots, stars in their eyes about consuming them in the form of salad before the year’s end.
Last Friday we discussed the horribly windy weather, the proposed overnight temperature forecast of 31 degrees and I aptly convinced her all would be fine, we did not need to roll the plastic down to tuck our babies in the for the night.
I sadly awoke at 7 a.m. Saturday to find snow. Like the adrenaline rush that comes with oversleeping and waking just as your first morning work meeting is suppose to start, I bolted out of bed, threw on anything I could find to zoom to the school and save the tender lettuce.
I’d love to tell you it was exclusively my gardener’s heart that was the driver for my unbridled sprint, but sprinkled in there was the nightmare potential of 50 kids looking at me for explanation of why the Easter Bunny ate their lettuce over the weekend.
Fortunately everything turned out well for the lettuce however now with Easter treats behind us I have as much interest in spring food with our current weather as I do wearing hot pants and white vinyl Go Go boots while dancing on a busy street corner. Instead I made homemade Mac and Cheese with a twist.
For whatever reason the idea of making macaroni and cheese from scratch never really crossed my mind until last year. Perhaps it was being raised on the boxed stuff with day-glow orange cheese powder.
It struck me once when buying microwaveable Mac and Cheese (organic, gluten free, good tasting, microwaveable mind you) both that it was expensive and that the packaging is not recyclable (nothing from the freezer section is recyclable due to being treated so it does not fall apart under the frozen conditions). Thus was the birth of me making my own Macaroni and Cheese from scratch.
It is ridiculously simple and ripe with creative options. I made the basic recipe with a change to the cheese, adding some bacon and chicken apple sausage. The texture is creamy and the flavors wonderfully cheesy, with some salt from the bacon and sweetness from the sausage; all this without being over the top fatty or rich. A perfect one casserole meal which I served with fresh, local organic rainbow chard sautéed in a bit of garlic. Yum.