This is what I call ridiculously cheesy homemade béchamel–or, er, a mornay sauce. A mornay. Isn’t it a beauty? This is the stuff of dreams to eat when its winter and rainy and snowy and icy in Boston.
This is what I call ridiculously cheesy homemade béchamel–or, er, a mornay sauce. A mornay. Isn’t it a beauty? This is the stuff of dreams to eat when its winter and rainy and snowy and icy in Boston.
