Margie and I have a very, very happy marriage.<\/p>\n
But meatloaf has not been a part of it.<\/p>\n
I grew up with The One True Meatloaf Of Which All Others Are But Shadow, which involves as its loafy filler breadcrumbs<\/em>.<\/p>\n Margie, on the other hand, grew up with some Vile, Corrupted Travesty Of Meatloaf Against The Laws Of Man And God that involved in the same role (gag) oatmeal<\/em>.<\/p>\n We decided, long ago, never to further discuss the matter.<\/p>\n But the subject did come up while Mary was last visiting, and she offered to send her mother’s meatloaf recipe. Which she did. And which I made a variant of this evening. (Variant because hers calls for ground beef, ground pork, and ground veal, and what we had was ground beef, ground buffalo, and uncooked beer brats).<\/p>\n While Mary’s Mother’s Meatloaf does include some True And Proper Breadcrumbs, the majority of “filler” in the loaf is, in fact, made up of shredded (grated \/ chopped) potato<\/em>.<\/p>\n And while it is not perhaps The One True Meatloaf Of Which All Others Are But Shadow Of Blessed Memory, it did turn out, in fact, to make a quite tasty meatloaf. And Margie agreed. As did Katherine.<\/p>\n And we learned that, all other differences aside, we could agree as well that meatloaf should be garnished with catsup.<\/p>\n Mary is welcome to visit any time she wants.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"