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[rivka]

I made Jello tonight. For the first time in my life.

It's not the Jello of my youth, because it's lacking in canned "fruit cocktail." (My mother was a serious cook, and therefore never employed mini marshmallows.) It does have canned pears and banana slices, though.

It would never have occurred to me to make Jello, except that Alex suggested that she could bring some to school to share with the friends on her birthday. When I expressed surprise, she and Michael both informed me that they like Jello. I never knew. So we bought some, and then Michael got sick and it seemed that it would be a kindness to make something that would slip easily down his sore throat.

So, Jello. In our fridge. But I swear I draw the line well before Chef Boy-Ar-Dee canned ravioli.

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[rivka.livejournal.com]

We buy an organic no-artificial-anything version called Annie's Mac. Alex loves it, and Michael sometimes eats it too. I can't stand the stuff. But I didn't grow up on Kraft Dinner - my mother made macaroni and cheese from scratch, and hers was really good.

I suspect that it needs to have been a childhood food.

[kate_nepveu]

Annie's is better than Kraft, _and_ they make bunnies made of cheese.

I now--well, in days when I could eat dairy, I did--make mac & cheese from scratch, but there are still days when I want my comfort food fast, and then I go for Annie's or frozen Stouffer's.

Also, whenever we go have steam-table Chinese buffet I get Jello for dessert. It's weirdly soothing.

Oooh! I bet _that's_ something I can have that's sweet but doesn't have dairy or soy (or nuts or citrus or mint or chocolate). Yay, dessert options.

[kcobweb.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm, Annie's. I'm not sure I could go back to Kraft Dinner, after Annie's..... We have a family story about my sister and I begging for macaroni and cheese for dinner, and my dad made one From Scratch and it was beautiful - and we hated it, because what we had really wanted was Kraft Dinner.

And while I'm telling family stories, my mother adores jello salads - they are a childhood comfort food for her - and she gets all excited at Thanksgiving about which special jello nightmare concoction she's going to make. Me, I like jello - a lot, even - but not with *stuff* in it. Plain, please. :)