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Mac & Cheese with Ham

Yesterday, my son wanted mac & cheese for supper. I had some ham I wanted to use also that had been in the fridge since the day before and husband suggested to put that in it. So that is what we did and it was delicious.  While preparing it, I decided to snap some pics and blog about it.

This is my first post on my new dot com address and paid for hosting. I am coming up in the world. If only I had the readers, right. Oh well. It's their loss (or gain).

While preparing it, I was watching my 3 year old granddaughter. That was a challenge! lol. But, we had some laughs when the onion dropped and rolled across the floor and a plate crashed to the floor.  I LMAO when she said, "Jesus Christ!" It was hilarious.

So here goes:

Ingredients:





  •  1 pound macaroni, cooked

  • 1 slab of ham, diced and browned

  • 1 pound of extra sharpe cheese, cubed

  • 1 onion, diced

  • milk

  • salt

  • pepper

  • butter


Step 1. Boil the macaroni and brown the diced ham


Step 2. Cube the cheese and dice the onions




Step 3. When the macaroni is done and drained, start layering all the ingredients in caserole dish.






Step 4. Cover with milk



Step 5. Bake at 375 degrees until lightly brown and bubbling.



 Step 6. Cool


Step 7. Enjoy!




Comments

Renee said…
This looks fabulous and sounds easy to make too! I bet our teenagers would love it!
icymae said…
They would and there is a lot of it.

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