When was the last time you thought of meatloaf as being amazing? Did a dust-bowl of overdone meat and baked-on ketchup just enter your head? Did you shudder at the thought?
Ponder that horror movie no more. I promise that this will be the best meatloaf you have ever eaten. So good, in fact, that you will find yourself trying to come up with a new name for it. Someone at work a couple of nights ago mentioned meatloaf and the nurse sitting next to me honestly did shudder as the words “dry” and “disgusting” and “overdone” came out of his mouth. I mumbled to myself, “Not my meatloaf. It has never been dry.” I almost said those words out loud, but I realized that it would have been useless because obviously he has PTMSS (post traumatic meatloaf stress syndrome) from his past experiences with meatloaf. So sad. I hope that he is able to find help for his condition.
In contrast to that nurse’s unfortunate experiences, last night the most wonderful smokey sweet smell of bacon started filling my house within minutes of putting this meatloaf in the oven. Pretty soon it was joined by the spicy sweet odor of the best sauce I have ever tasted. The sauce is not my own recipe; I got it long ago from a cookbook that came with my first microwave oven. The cookbook (and the microwave) is long gone, it’s only saving grace was the sauce recipe. The meatloaf is my own creation, except for wrapping it in bacon, which is an idea that I have gotten from reading other recipes for meatloaf.
I know that these are big promises for something as humble as a meatloaf, but if you had been here for dinner last night, you’d be nodding in agreement with me right now that this is quite an amazing little meatloaf. Hmmm…I wonder what a meatloaf would taste like made out of Kobe or Wagu beef. Is it reprehensible that I would even consider using that kind of beef for a meatloaf? If I was very rich would it be considered reprehensible or just ridiculously lavish?