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Bailed on a family adventure to take a lazy few days in Miami with the whole fam. Let me tell you, a great move. Miami is like if Venice and Summer in Williamsburg had a gay baby. Loved it.
I know, I know, but House of Mac is in this neighborhood Wynwood, which is a bunch of low cement buildings with graffiti and design stores everywhere. It really brought me back. It also had a Mac and cheese joint that would put Dumont to shame (RIP Collin).
Seriously, the Mac and Cheese offered something for everyone, was super tasty--delivered in cast iron pans-- and was pretty inexpensive. Oddly, the whole shebang was app based, so we sort of ordered a la Shakeshack by a QR code, and then they ran the food out. As we were there for lunch on a Thursday in the dead of February, the dude behind the counter was great answering questions so it could have been a disaster if I was six beers in. But since I was with the wee ones and the ol' wifey wife--no big deal.
Definitely try the traditional, and the jerk.
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