A question: Do you ever feel like you are the last one let in a great secret?
Because I do. All the time. Case in point: last night’s dinner. I was seriously craving some comfort food, which is incredibly rare for me. All I wanted was something creamy and cheesy. Since I can’t eat either of those things, I had to enter uncharted territory. I busted out the new VitaMix cookbook (for $400, the thing better come with a cookbook, damn-it), and found Not-so Cheese Sauce. Ever the lover of a good pun, I knew I had to make it.
I know there are a lot of recipes out there for fake cheese made with nutritional yeast. I’ve made approximately 172 of them myself. This recipe, however, had a little secret. A secret that I was not privy to, until last night. A secret that just may have revolutionized the way that I think. (I’m such a drama mama.) And because I love you all so, I will let you on on this secret. FOR FREE. The secret, friends, is….drumroll…raw cashews.
Okay, that was probably a let down for most of you, and I apologize. While I’ve seen recipes for cashew cheese, I admit that I poo-poo’ed them as silly and expensive and unnecessary. But I man enough to admit when I am wrong, and boy was I wrong.
Using said recipe, I made a Katie-friendly version of Mac and Cheese. I used quinoa and added some a pound or so of veggies to bulk it up. I’m telling you, this stuff tasted just like (in that it tastes nothing like it but I really wanted it to, so mind over matter people kind of way) Velveeta Cheese. And, oh man, did I love me some Velveeta growing up. I am from Wisconsin, you’d think that I would have a holier than though ‘tude when it comes to cheese. Not so. I only liked the fake overly processed stuff.
I actually followed the recipe EXACTLY as they say (what?!?!), but it is pretty much this sauce, minus the miso. I’ve also seen others make it by soaking the cashews for an hour or so first, and then processing in a Magic Bullet or a food processor. I HIGHLY recommend you do it soon. And then come back here and tell me how great I am for introducing you to it. Oh, and I forgot to mention the best part: the recipe made THREE CUPS. Hellllloooo, leftovers!
I already know that this will be the main attraction of tonight’s dinner (and the next night, and the one after that, and the one after that, and so on ad infinitum). I leave with you this mental image: Me, a spoon, WAY too much of this sauce, and Heather’s Pizza Pancakes.