Macaroni and cheese-like substance.

Brian introduced me to an American comfort food classic last night- macaroni and cheese (pronounced "macancheez"). Tasty macaroni and something called Velveeta, which allegedly Melts easier than cheddar, has 1/3 less fat than cheddar!. I contended that wax, glue, and grease also had those properties, but Brian told me to shut up.

I had to admit that, apart from the melted Velveeta's tendency to glom onto the roof of my mouth in a most un-cheeselike fashion, it was rather pleasant, and more so with a heap of pepper on top.

Now I'll have to introduce Brian to bacon and egg sandwiches.

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We made it through Oregon without stopping (except once, to relieve Brian's walnut-sized bladder). Oregon appears to be on fire, with sooty brown clouds and an orange sun, As well as the most spectacularly fake looking sunset I've ever seen. Still, very pretty.

Now we're in Yreka, refilling the thirsty wee RAV4, headed south some more before its time for bed. And food. And nookie. Not necessarily in that order.