I made Welsh Rarebit last night. It was really cold outside, snowing a lot, very dark, and this bizarre craving for Welsh Rarebit came over me.
The last time I had Welsh Rarebit I was a little kid, my mom made it for me and my little sister. I loved it back then, it was really good and hot and cheesy and poured over crispy cubes of warm toast, yum.
I used Alton Brown's recipe which called for a half cup of Porter beer, and that really elevated the flavor. Mom never put beer in her Welsh Rarebit.
The Welsh Rarebit was delicious and really hit the spot, a stick-to-your-ribs, perfect winter's night meal. Damn it was good, and best of all was it was everything I remembered about it, except it wasn't mom who made it.
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