Braden is a stubborn child. He does NOT like to eat. Let me try that again: he doesn't like to eat anything that isn't sweet. He doesn't eat meat (other than McDonald's chicken nuggets, but that doesn't really count, right?). He doesn't eat anything with texture--strawberries? nope, they have little seeds. Bananas? too mushy. Vegetables? Heck, no.
He pretty much survives on various forms of processed carbohydrates and cheese. Grilled cheese, quesadillas, cheese pizza, mac and cheese, etc. So, when I came across an Alton Brown recipe for stovetop mac and cheese, I knew it was a sure bet that he'd eat it.
The first time I tried it, I used whole wheat pasta. That was a no-go. He HATED it. Wouldn't even try it. The next time, I used regular pasta, but I halved the recipe. However, the sharp cheddar and the dry mustard combo was just a bit too powerful, even for me. So, tonight, I made it a third time with regular pasta, medium cheddar, and no dry mustard. I knew they would love it.
They did not.
Braden cried. He refused. He did NOT want to eat this, nor did he want me to take pictures of him crying.
Kyle, however, had had enough. Braden was GOING to eat it.
It was a battle of the wills, Stutts style.
Kyle portioned off about half of the mac and cheese, and Braden was not getting up until he ate it.
It took an hour or more, but eventually Braden cracked. He ate it. And guess what? He survived.
A few minutes later, I found him on the floor writing this:
I guess he showed me!
