This is the perfect casserole for any occasion, especially holiday feasts like Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's Day. These super scalloped potatoes compliment any main dish you serve at your table. Tender potatoes in a creamy onion sauce baked to golden perfection would make any mouth water. Whether you’re serving spiral ham, pork chops, poultry or beef, this tasty side-dish makes six servings to share with family, friends, or friends of friends.
With a prep time of 25 minutes, cook time of 1 hour and 20 minutes, and a rest time of 15 minutes for a total of 1 hour and 45 minutes, you’ve got plenty of time to visit with your company, and enjoy a glass of your holiday favorite libation. Cheers and happy holidays!
Super Side-Dish Scalloped Potatoes
Preheat oven to 350°F
Sauce
To make the sauce, melt butter, onion, and
garlic over medium-low heat. Cook until onion is softened, about 3 minutes. Add
flour and cook for 1-2 minutes.
Reduce heat to low. Combine milk and
broth. Add a small amount at a time whisking to thicken. The mixture will
become very thick, continue adding a little bit of liquid at a time whisking
until smooth.
Once all the liquid has been added, bring
to a boil over medium heat while continuing to whisk. Stir in salt and pepper
and let boil 1 minute.
Grease a 9 x 13 baking dish. Place ⅓ of
the potatoes in the bottom and season with salt and pepper. Pour ⅓ of the cream
sauce over top.
Repeat layers ending with cream sauce.
Cover and bake for 45 minutes.
Uncover and bake for an additional 35-45
minutes or until golden brown, and potatoes are tender. Broil for 3-4 minutes
to obtain a golden top.
Allow to rest for 15 minutes before
serving.
This casserole is also a wonderful side-dish to include at your holiday get-togethers too, making a great substitute for mashed or roast potatoes. Try it. You just might love it!
Once dinner is done, and you’ve got some free time on your hands, why not dig into your next read? May I suggest my latest release?
“I wonder what else is down here.” Drake beamed his cell phone across the basement, hitting jars of jams, pickles, and relishes. His stomach growled.
Jordan pulled the cheese
from his pocket and handed it to Drake. “Trade you for your phone.”
“Best. Trade. Ever.” Drake passed his phone to Jordan.
Jordan walked over and
grabbed a jar of pickles off the dusty shelf. At least they wouldn’t arrive at
the baron’s place hungry. He hoped his uncle had managed to stop Amanda’s
bleeding. His hand tightened over the jar, the ridges of the lid cutting into his
palm. A scrape from behind the shelves made Jordan jump.
“Hello?” he asked,
pushing jars aside. He flashed the cell phone into the small, dark area.
“Who ya talking to,
Jordan?” Drake asked with his mouth full of cheese.
“Shhh, Drake.” Jordan
listened. Hearing nothing, he shrugged and turned back around.
“I thought I heard—”
Jordan stopped and pointed the phone at Ravi. His jaw dropped. “A-Are you
serious, Sharma?”
Drake spat out his
cheese, snorting with laughter.
“Is there a problem?”
Ravi asked, tying the bowtie of his tuxedo.
“You look like a penguin
with attitude!” Drake slapped his knee.
“Say what you want, but
I’m glad we didn’t hit the cleaners on the way to school now,” Ravi replied,
pulling down his sleeves, “or else I wouldn’t have these dry clothes.”
Jordan chuckled.
Suddenly, he heard a door creak open, followed by heavy footsteps squeaking
down the stairs. Panicking, Jordan stuffed Drake’s phone in his track suit
jacket’s pocket and waved Drake over by the shelves. Drake slipped behind
Jordan just in time, before the small light bulb above the bottom of the stairs
clicked on. Jordan swallowed hard. There, staring directly at Ravi was a portly
man in a blood-stained apron. Tufts of blond hair sprouted from the sides of
his balding head. His brown trousers were pulled up past his waist, making him
resemble an evil garden gnome. In one of his hands, he held a huge butcher
knife, its blade flecked with blood.
Wielding the knife, the
man pointed at Ravi. “Who are you?”
Ravi licked his thick lips nervously. “The name’s Bond. James Bond.”
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