Last night, I went all in on mac and cheese. My son’s obsessed with it. It’s his dinner favorite. I wanted it to be next-level awesome. I poured in extra cream. I plopped in more butter. I grated fancy cheddar like a pro. I stirred that pot like I was on Chopped. Then, oops. I got distracted. The bottom of the pan scorched. Just a bit, but enough to make me wince. I scrambled to save it. More cheese. A dash of salt. It looked okay, so I served it up, holding my breath. My dau