Catphish
Gold Member
When I was little, we were poor as shit. Yet, it felt like Christmas once a week when my mom made Kraft macaroni and cheese, and sprinkled a little tuna fish on it. You probably think that sounds gross, but it's just poorman's tuna casserole.
Anyhoo, as a grown man, especially now with my mom passed away, I like to revisit this impoverished culinary delight once in awhile, but now I just jump right the fuck off the cliff with two boxes of Kraft dinner and a full can of tuna. My heart can hate me all it wants. My taste buds and tummy will sort that bitch out. I'm gonna have that for dinner tonight. I'm salivating like Pavlov's dog just thinking about it.
I have other comfort foods, like biscuits and gravy, spaghetti with a couple of buttermilk biscuits, and hamburger helper, all remnants of my youth, but Kraft Macaroni & Cheese with Tuna is still # fucking 1.
What's yours?
Anyhoo, as a grown man, especially now with my mom passed away, I like to revisit this impoverished culinary delight once in awhile, but now I just jump right the fuck off the cliff with two boxes of Kraft dinner and a full can of tuna. My heart can hate me all it wants. My taste buds and tummy will sort that bitch out. I'm gonna have that for dinner tonight. I'm salivating like Pavlov's dog just thinking about it.
I have other comfort foods, like biscuits and gravy, spaghetti with a couple of buttermilk biscuits, and hamburger helper, all remnants of my youth, but Kraft Macaroni & Cheese with Tuna is still # fucking 1.
What's yours?