Nevertheless, maybe it's nostalgia, or a little extra feeling of housewifeyness (my blog, my made-up words), I was in my kitchen this evening cooking MEATLOAF (it deserves all caps) for my husband.
To reduce the fat content, and because we rarely eat beef, I went the turkey meatloaf route.
1.3 lbs ground turkey
1/2 cup finely diced carrots
1/4 cup ketchup
1 tsp marjoram (I still don't know what the heck it is)
1 tsp parsley
Freshly ground black pepper
Now, most meatloaf recipes call for onion, but around these parts we/I don't use onion. Why? I've never liked onion, probably because it reminds me of 7th grade body odor, a smell I'm all too familiar with these days. I dumped all of the ingredients in a bowl of wiggly goodness. It looked like this.
After thoroughly washing my hands to the tune of the ABC's, I dug in and mixed it all up. I formed a loaf and dumped it in an un-greased loaf pan.
I baked it at 350, for about an hour. It looked like this:
DISCLAIMER: the carrots and ketchup give it a orange-y tint, but I assure you it was cooked through! No food poisoning here!
Matthew had his with some green beans and left over cornbread (in its abundance), and I had mine with a HoneyCrisp apple (mmmm). After many unsuccessful tries I concluded it is impossible to take an appetizing picture of meatloaf. So, I give you a picture of Matthew's dinner plate with the assurance that it tasted much better than it looked.
SPOILER ALERT: Due to the insane busyness of my Thursdays, and tomorrow in particular, tomorrow's blog/dinner will be brought to you by a guest blogger. Hint: it is one of the three people in the picture below, and it isn't Mickey Mouse.