A ‘how we think it was made’ recipe for corned beef and macaroni that my grandmother Burwell cooked. It should look like a stew or thick soup. Grandma said it was Pennsylvania Dutch in origin, as was she, and it was something her mother made. I learned how she made it from my niece via Facebook messages.
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I was making Gramma’s corned beef pasta stuff and couldn’t remember if potatoes went in! All is well, it turned out 🙂
ok good. You’ll have to tell me how you make it. I don’t know how. Your dad and I have talked about it but can’t remember. We thought potatoes were in it.
Yes that was my question – potatoes or not! I added small cubes and onion. Dad doesn’t think there was onion but I’m sure there was!! He thought there was cubed cheese too but I don’t think so. lol
Ha! I don’t think there was onion, but I would put it in. No, I don’t think cheese, but that would be good. I don’t know how she creamed it – flour and water? I don’t remember mom or grandma using milk or cream. I’d use milk. When I made it, it wasn’t like hers. It was kind of like cream of macaroni soup. lol
Well, I never! (as Grandma B would say). No wonder it didn’t taste right. Can you send me what you did, including the kind of corned beef.
Corned Beef Macaroni Recipe
* 4 cups water, to boil
* Add 2 potatoes cut in small cubes and 1 small onion diced.
* Add 1 can of corned beef ( I just used no name – looks like spam)
* Let boil another 4 min.
* Add 2 cups of elbow macaroni. You may need to keep adding water as the noodles cook but don’t make it too watery. Stir often because noodles will stick.
* Add salt after cooking as the beef is salty!! Yum yum, the kids even enjoyed it!
LOL sorry, yes, the rectangle one. I break it up first but it usually falls apart after a while in the broth 🙂
So, there is the recipe for our favourite meal at Grandma Burwell’s house. I don’t remember my mother making it and, although I knew it was simple, I could not replicate it. All this time, my niece could. Fortunately she had a memory lapse so I found out how. Grandma, I think, would snicker and say “Land o’ Goshen!” if she knew we were doing this.