Mac and Me

Many of you might not have seen the irresponsible number of wings I bought the other night. Here they are, in case you missed it:

I had these illusions of grandeur thinking I could at least take down half. But since I've changed up my habits, I don't really eat as much. Ergo, my stomach wasn't cooperating with me and wouldn't let me get through more than eight.


Either way, now I have a surplus of buffalo wings, without much motivation to just eat buffalo wings.

So I got creative last night and made buffalo chicken macaroni and cheese with broccoli. I cooked the deboned wing meat to let the skin get a little crispy. While I had the pasta boiling, I added the broccoli to the chicken so it could thaw out and cook up a bit.

After draining the pasta, I added about 2 cups of whole milk, half a cup of pepper jack cubes, and about a cup of velveeta cubes. I also stirred in about 2 tablespoons of the ranch dressing that came with the wings, and let all that melt together with some garlic powder, pepper flakes, and a little paprika.

Once both components were awesome on their own, I folded the chicken and broccoli into the pasta and let them get to know each other for a couple minutes, finishing with a little black pepper to taste.

 
After all was said and done, I sat down to a nice evening of Kitchen Nightmares UK, with even more illusions of grandeur, thinking I'll open a caveman cooking restaurant one of these days.