I started out wanting meatballs, but then the thought of how labor-intensive that seemed lead to me just chunking the mixture into a bundt pan and baking it.
One of my few memories of my step-grandmother was my introduction into secretly loving meatloaf. As a child, I hated it. But one day in high school I was “sick” and needed someplace to go. Liz’s house was near enough my school that I could easily walk there, so I headed over. When I got in, there was a meatloaf sandwich for me. Not wanting to offend, I took a bite. It was delicious–cold meat on toast with ketchup. Sounds gross, no? Maybe it is for some. But for me, it’s perfect comfort food.
Note the damage done to the pan. Maybe next time the meatballs would actually been quicker.
Previous dinner posts from stewriffic
- BLT - July 5th, 2011
- More grilling - June 22nd, 2011
- Summer dinner - June 21st, 2011
- Copper River Sockeye - June 19th, 2011
- Burger, Pineapple - June 13th, 2011