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, although I fear I could eat all of it without too much troubleMedium
Published 2020
After holding out for years against the insidious encroachment of the American appellation of mac ’n’ cheese over here, insisting primly and pointedly on macaroni cheese, I have now officially given up. I know when I’m beaten. Besides, after a while, harrumphing over a change that’s already happened becomes more than a little embarrassing; I was in danger of boring even myself. I can’t stop calling it macaroni cheese when I mean the nursery staple I was brought up on, but otherwise I’m not
