Nonetheless, we were able to spend the evening of Mardi Gras with my parents and we enjoyed a lovely "Fat Tuesday" meal of perfect comfort food.
Meatloaf is truly the epitome of comfort food, especially when joined by a hot, gooey casserole of macaroni and cheese.
Of course, every boy (or forty year old man) prefers his mother's meatloaf recipe above all others, and I'm not different. The only difference is that I'm right, and the rest of you are wrong. Moist and light and filled with carrots and onions, no other can match my mother’s meatloaf.
This gorgeous macaroni and cheese was baked to perfection with just the right crust and creaminess and filled with the flavors of a variety of cheeses from gruyere to cheddar. Yum!
A side dish of broiled broccoli and cauliflower, seasoned to perfection, and baked with grated Romano and Parmigiano cheeses was an idea accompaniment to this meal. Some pretzel rolls completed the meal.
For dessert, we indulged in wee, glazed maple-nut bundt cakes. Ah, there's nothing as satisfying as being given your own pound cake to devour. It makes one feel like a giant. And, don't we all want to feel like a giant sometimes? I know I do. This was an especially good way to feel like a giant, too. Tender with just the right amount of sweetness, these little cakes made each of us feel like a King without the hassle of having to dig around to find a plastic baby. Served up on new, sparkly, polka-dot dishes, we let the good times roll--right into our mouths.
Now, that's the way to spend Mardi Gras.