Ariel told me that the other day Richard asked her to make macaroni and cheese like your mom, to help get rid of the milk; he told her “you know the recipe”. She told me that she looked at him and thought are you mad.And then told him I can’t make it, I don’t even think there is a recipe.
She even posted this story on Facebook, and she was asked if she ever found out the recipe to let them know. She replied; it’s in her head. She never makes it the same way twice. I don't think I'll ever know it.