Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Macaroni and Cheese (Blackaroni)

This recipe is passed down from my Granny to my mother and then down to me.  It’s my go-to dish for potlucks.  It doubles easily and is very easy to make.  The secret ingredient that gives it that little tang is yellow mustard.
1 – 1lb box of elbow macaroni
8 oz – Sharp cheddar cheese
2 eggs
2 – 14oz cans evaporated milk
4 tbsp butter or margarine
1/4 tsp yellow mustard

Cook elbows according to package directions so that they are al dente
Shred cheddar cheese while the elbows cook.
Drain elbows and mix with the butter to keep them from sticking.
In casserole dish mix together noodles, cans of evaporated milk, eggs, salt, pepper, cheese, and yellow mustard.  Add salt and pepper to taste. You can add bread crumbs on top if you prefer but I just sprinkle a little paprika sometimes.
Bake in 350 degree oven for about 45 minutes until set in the center.
Bonus- this is also pretty much the same recipe I use for my squash casserole with the following changes
Replace elbows with yellow squash
Add one sweet onion - diced
Boil squash and onion together until squash is soft.
Mix all incredients together in a casserole and bake at 350 degrees until set.

-Oops! I forgot the eggs.  I've edited the post to add them.

It's Not About Me

Our church has several worship bands and I have a favorite, who wouldn't, and one that is my least favorite.
When my favorite band is up front, I can't wait to start singing.  I find myself thinking, "I hope they sing (insert my favorite song).  However,  my least favorite band brings a frown to my face.  The instant I arrive in the sanctuary and see them on stage I'm disheartened.  My least favorite band plays a style of music I'm not too fond of.  They do play quite a few songs I like but because of the style of music, the songs aren't as familiar, it's either faster or slower than I'm used to.
The last time my least favorite band was up front and I actually found myself pouting.  After standing and listening to one song I next found myself having this little conversation in my head about how I just can't sing to THIS music..then the spirit..it had to be the Spirit whispered "It's not about you idiot"..Ok I added the idiot part.
I closed my eyes and asked God to forgive me for my surly attitude and began to sing..I sang to God.  In my out of tune voice I sang and praised and thanked God for the privilege to praise him.  Afterall, so manay of my brothers and sisters in Christ in other countries don't have the same privilege.


Do you remember "Home Improvement" starring Tim Allen?  That show had quite a bit of physical comedy...not like the tripping over a hassock like Dick Van Dyke but still some.  Tim seemed to always hit his head on something whenever he bent to pick something up.  Well last night, I went downstairs and my eyes hadn't quite adjusted to the dark.  I'm not sure why I didn't turn on the light but for some reason I didn't.  I bent over to touch the baseboard heater to see if the heat was on. On the way down I hit my nose on a dining room chair.  In my defense, my dining room configuration has changed for the holiday season so I wasn't expecting the chair to be where it was.  I smacked it hard but I don't think it's broken.  I do have a small red bump on the bridge of my nose and the worst thing about that is I wear glasses so it rubs that bump, but some Tylenol helps with that.  I've got to be more careful!
In other news the new year has begun so it's time to begin job hunting in earnest.  I do need to revamp the resume and I'm working toward a certification that I keep seeing as a requirement in a lot of job postings.