By RedAndBlack on November 28, 2012
So tonight my husband left for an overseas trip which is to last a week. And I made a sweet macaroni milk pudding in the oven which served 4. It took an hour to cook and I knew it wouldn’t be ready before the girls went to bed. I told them that if it worked out ok they could have some tomorrow but if it didn’t work out so well I’d have to throw it in the bin.
I knew even as I told them this that there was no chance of them having any, nor would I throw it in the bin.
Yes. I sat and ate the whole thing in four portions, going backwards and forwards to the kitchen with my bowl and spoon for more.
I know why I did this. I know for a fact I wouldn’t make this pudding if my husband was here, nor would I eat the whole thing to myself in front of him. I think I made it knowing that I’d eat the whole thing and I’d ‘get away with it’. Like I was a naughty girl doing something because I knew I’d never get found out! I will tell the girls that the pudding went wrong and I had to throw it away.
So how did I feel? Well, I felt sick and full to bursting once I’d eaten the whole thing which consisted of 100g macaroni which I then cooked, 1 pint of milk, 2 eggs and 2 tbsp brown sugar.
I didn’t even enjoy it – it was a bit like a sweet pasta omlette which is, quite frankly, never on the top of my ‘must eat’ list! So why did I eat the whole thing? Possibly because I’d made it, and it took an hour to cook so I felt there was some kind of investment needed?
And how do I feel now? I feel cross with myself, not angry as I probably would have felt in the past. I also think I feel a bit sorry for myself that I felt I needed to do that, or that I felt it was something I should need to be crafty about or lie.
Well, there we go. I ate sweet macaroni and I didn’t enjoy it. Would I do it again? I don’t know, there are probably many nicer things out there to eat and in plain sight without hiding!