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It’s official! We are moving. We don’t know where to yet, but we’ve signed a contract with another family to rent our house. They want to be in August 1st, which is giving us very little time to find a place and pack and move all our stuff. Things are just crazy here!! We had been trying to plan a BBQ with friend this summer, but it kept getting put off. With the impending move, I knew I had to squeeze it in somewhere, so I just did it! I called everyone on a Saturday, and we set it up for the following Tuesday. It didn’t give me a whole lot of time to get everything ready the way I would have liked, but I decided good food and good company would be the most important parts of the evening. We sure had both thanks to velveeta shells versatility.
Now personally I love pork and beans at a BBQ, but they tend to be thrown out by all the kids and probably some of the adults. Not so with Velveeta Shells and Cheese on the side. Normally I serve them as a lunch meal, but they turned out to be the perfect side at our going away BBQ! Remember, I didn’t have a ton of time to put this together (heck I went shopping just hours before everyone showed up – see my whole shopping trip on G+).
Just 10 minutes before friends were showing up, I started boiling a pot of water, and had the shells and cheese cooked just as the part was getting started! I was so worried they would get cold before we started eating if I did it any sooner. Unlike other brands, I didn’t need to add any milk or butter – just cook the shells and mix in the velveeta cheese.
These truly were so easy, but I still almost messed them up. Add marshmallows to the graham crackers, and broil – watching closely – until the marshmallows get a nice golden brown. Remove from the oven, and add your chocolate. If you want you can top with another graham cracker, but I enjoyed it without a top.
While they were in the oven, Princess R of course needed to go potty. So glad our friends were there and took over watching the oven for me, or we would have been eating blackened smore’s.