How To Make Creamed Chipped Beef And Toast

source: Food Network

Some of my most treasured childhood memories are eating meals at my Grandma’s kitchen table. I get so nostalgic these days for the recipes she used to make! If you, too, spent time at your grandparents’ (or parents’) house eating old-school recipes, you’ll likely remember this one: creamed chipped beef served on toast. Not only is this recipe cheap and quick, but it’s also delicious.

source: Taste of Southern

Creamed chipped beef originated as a popular dish in the military because it was so simple to store and make. It involves mixing dehydrated beef with a creamy white sauce, ultimately serving it on a thick slice of toast or delicious Southern biscuit. When the dried beef is mixed with the sauce, it becomes soft and tender.

source: 12 Tomatoes

Southern Living created an extremely simple recipe for creamed chipped beef and toast that involves a mere six ingredients to replicate. The creamy white sauce is made from flour, butter, and milk, then lightly seasoned with pepper for some added flavor.

source: Cook’s Counrty

You can check out the full list of ingredients and step-by-step directions here. Some people choose to add peas to their creamed chipped beef, and I think that sounds delicious! This recipe would also be amazing served with a side of green bean casserole. Yum. Happy cooking!

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