Baked Mac and Cheese

My grandfather would make macaroni and cheese whenever he got a hankering.  Not that stuff in the box, no, this was baked in the oven.  He'd start digging in the cabinets, looking for pasta, and he didn't care.  Elbow macaroni, spaghetti, even lasagna noodles would go in the pot.  While that boiled, he'd grate whatever cheese he could find, mix it all in a bowl, and add mild, then stir in a little salt and pepper.

When the noodles were cooked, he would drain them, put them in a casserole, and add it the cheese/milk mix, stirring it together. Then he'd add enough milk so that he could see it was enough (Sorry about that) and put the casserole on a cookie sheet.  I asked him about that.

"When it boils over, it's done."  He'd take it out of the oven and let it rest on the stove top for a few minutes to firm up. 

That's what I cooked today.  Along with a standard green-ban casserole, and made a big honking meatloaf. 

The boys will eat when they get off the school bus, and later they can nuke a plate if they are peckish.  I'm done cooking today.  And, yeah, the mac and cheese boiled over when it was done.  Good thing I had a cookie sheet under it.