Posts Tagged ‘meatloaf’

Another Quickie

October 17, 2008

Yesterday I wanted to turn on the air conditioning.  Today, I want to put on the heat. 

We’re hanging with the neighbors tonight, so this is all there is for today.

Meat Loaf for Two

October 16, 2008

I don’t know about you, but I am not one for reheating more than once.  If it’s not finished by the second meal, it’s dogfood or garbage.  So, here is my recipe for meatloaf.  If you want no leftovers, invite a friend.  Sometimes, Doug eats more.  It makes a really good cold meatloaf sandwich.

1 lb ground round or sirloin; 1 egg, beaten;  1 cup chopped cheddar cheese; 1/4 cup onion, chopped fine; 1 tbs. parsley; 1 tsp. each of thyme and rosemary;  1/2 tsp. sea salt; 1 clove garlic, chopped fine; 1/4 cup salsa; 1 tbs. salsa verde; 1/4 cup bread crumbs.

In a medium bowl, beat an egg.  Add the rest of the ingredients and mix thoroughly.  Form into a loaf pan and cover top with catsup if you like it.  Bake for one hour at 400 degrees.  Slice and serve.

I usually make it up early in the day and put it in the refrigerator. 

Roasted little red potatoes are good with it.  They take about the same amount of time.  I cut them into wedges and toss them with a little extra virgin olive oil and plenty of garlic, rosemary and thyme.  Cover them, but take the cover off for the last ten minutes.  If cooking them alone, turn up the oven to 450 and cook for about 40 minutes.  Check the potatoes for doneness.  Is that a word?


September 23, 2008

I made a meatloaf today.  I don’t do that very often.  It still bothers me to make it.  I made mashed potatoes and peas, too, which only made it worse.   I cried a little.  It was Louie’s favorite meal.  He also liked chicken pot pie and lasagna. 

One time I was making chicken pot pie with some left over chicken and vegetables.  I made I lot more than my pot could hold when I put the biscuits on top.  Instead of getting out a big pot, I used another small one.  As I was getting the first pot out of the oven, I called everyone to supper.  Louie was up on the third floor and was the last one there.  As he walked into the kitchen, I was scraping out the first pot.  He said, with his lip sticking out, “At least you could have saved me a biscuit.”  I got the second pot out of the oven and sat it right in front of him.  I handed him the big spoon and said, “Take as much as you want.”  He had such a look of elation on his face!  I can still see him so clearly and hear his exact words.

I did not intend to talk about my first son here.  I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me.  Sometimes, I need to get my thoughts down.  You will be hearing more about him.  It helps.

PS–Elvis says thanks for the birthday wishes.