I just ate meatloaf for dinner and I LIKED IT.
As a matter of fact, this is the second time this week I've had meatloaf for dinner.
I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that I am officially obsessed with meatloaf. Which, is funny, because as a kid? I hated meatloaf.
Infact, when my mom would make it known that meatloaf would be had for dinner, I would throw a tantrum.
"I hate meatloaf! Meatloaf is gross! I WILL NOT EAT MEEEAAAAATTLLLLOOAAAAFFFFFF!"
I think my aversion to meatloaf started when I saw my mom putting ketchup in the meat.
Ketchup? In the meat? Meat that will soon be in LOAF FORM?
Ah hells no. I seriously became disgusted at the mere mention of "meatloaf."
"OMG! Not meatloaf! There is ketchup! In the meat! And? It's a loaf! Barf!"
However, in my mission to find "quick and easy meals" to make for the family, I came across a recipe for meatloaf. And by "recipe", I mean a "packet of seasoning" that said "mix this here packet with water and egg and HA! MEATLOAF IN ONE HOUR!"
No ketchup? SERIOUSLY? And all I have to do is mix an egg and water?
I was all over that loaf, man.
Not only was it done in an hour, but it tasted great. And the kids loved it. AND THE TONY LOVED IT!
But most importantly, I, the hater of meat in loaf form, loved it.
The kids aren't too happy about it. I mean, don't get me wrong, they love The Loaf, but they're like "MEATLOAF? AGAIN? I will not eat meatloaf TWICE IN ONE WEEK!"
Obviously, they don't understand meat loaf addiction. Judgemental jerks! I promised them we'd not have it again for AT LEAST another week, but as I sit here inhaling the smell of meatloaf lingering in the air, I'm afraid that's a promise I can't keep.







I like meatloaf too. It used to embarass me but I have since found many others who like meatloaf. Some day I will invite them all over for dinner. We'll have meatloaf.
Not mine, though; it's terrible, and nobody likes it but me. I'll use someone else's recipe.