A leftover Thanksgiving moment:
Walter, the youngest nephew, refuses to eat my sister-in-law’s gumbo. His father makes him a bowl of Velveeta Shells and Cheese. Walter lingers over the bowl for several minutes, then vanishes.
Peyton, having forced himself to eat gumbo despite his distaste for it, asks me, “Do you think anybody would mind if I finished Walter’s macaroni and cheese?”
I pass him the bowl. It’s brimming with uneaten pasta. Peyton digs in, but stops two mouthfuls later and puts down his spoon.
“Not good?” I ask.
Peyton shakes his head, looking a little green. “It’s just wet macaroni. Walter sucked off all the cheese and spit the noodles back in the bowl.”
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