My grandmother, Lila, is one of those old school cooks. She’s from that generation where they made due with what they had and learned how to squeeze rich, flavorful foods out of every possible part of the garden haul. (Proof of this is the fact that the only reason I love cabbage is thanks to her.  She’s found ways to make the lowly cabbage plant blossom into delicious dishes that has elevated the vegetable to my most favorite.)  She’s also of the generation that never wrote a single recipe down.  Her macaroni and cheese is incredible and the most-requested thing she makes and when I originally went to get the recipe from her, the response I got was, “Well, let me think about it for a minute.  Get a pen.”  So now, Mamaw’s recipe is written down.  I make it whenever I can and, since I hosted Thanksgiving dinner here yesterday, I got to make it.  I thought I’d share it here.

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