Growing up with a mom who rarely cooked anything straight out of a box, I was never a big mac and cheese eater. That all changed my freshman year of college when I grew to like the stuff a little too much.
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Please excuse the cheesy (ok, enough with the puns) title on this one – I had to. This past weekend I went up to visit my parents at the summer camp they run in Connecticut. Since I was born into a cheese loving family and there happens to be a Murray’s Cheese shop at Grand Central, it has become a bit of a tradition that I arrive from New York with cheese in hand when I visit.
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