Saturday, July 31, 2010

I Feel a Fight Coming On

and it is going to be about the macaroni-and-cheese that Rachel is making.  Brendon is territorial about the kitchen, so he is watching her and talking to her about her cooking technique.

There is tension.

Rachel: Haven't you ever had baked mac and cheese?

Brendon:  No.  I don't really eat mac and cheese.

Rachel:  Oh, right.  Because of the cheese.  Well, I'm from the south and this is how I learned to cook.  Fat, cheese and sugar.

She piled it all in a 13 x 9 Pyrex dish and then put slices of swiss cheese on top before putting it in the oven.

Brendon:  You're putting cheese on top, too?

Rachel, tersely: Yes.  You have to layer it.

Brendon:  Wow.  That's a lot of cheese.  A lot of fat.  Saturated fat.

Rachel:  That's the fun kind of fat.

Brendon: What?

Rachel:  Nothing.  Just kidding...not really.

Brendon nags at her to set the oven timer, and then corrects her on the amount of time, and the proper temperature.

She wanted him to come upstairs with her but he waited for a few minutes, going up later.

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