I think I am going to have a meat hangover after this meal. Wow bacon wrapped meatloaf! Otherwise known as MEATLOAF in P-Dubs house. I have never wrapped meatloaf in bacon before this. It was quite enjoyable. I need to tell you that I LOVE bacon…yes, I love it! I love to smell it. Like a good cup of coffee when you just breath in deep through your nose and and close your eyes and grin…oooh bacon. My sister-n-law doesn’t cook the stuff because she says it “stinks” up her house. Pa-SHAW woman! That is called aroma, and “the best part of waking up, is bacon on your plate.” (I’m singing that to the Folgers commercial tune, if you haven’t already started singing along.)
Here I am with my food prep gloves, because squishing raw meat between my fingers sicks me out!
The “finished” product. Now this is what I call an epic disaster. Kids are starving, dinner is running late…take the meatloaf out and it’s STILL not done. Me being the patient person that I am, kick the oven temp up to 450 and stick that baby back in there…then forget about it…OH MY Garbanzo beans! The meatloaf..now it’s charred, and hacked up. Beautiful…
This was my plate of food…doesn’t look that appetizing but it really was yummy. I gave this one a thumbs up…my girls loved it too. My boys are pains lately, so we won’t count them!
The boys are tired of this Pioneer Woman challenge that I am subjecting the family too. They are calling sweet Ree, P-Devil instead of P-Dub. I am so sorry Ree. I hope you don’t decide to read my blog on this post…where my boys are trashing your reputation.