I've never made meatloaf in my life.
Earlier this week I went to the grocery with no idea what I was going to make for dinner. I figured I would just peruse the meat section and figure something out. This isn't something I usually do. I usually go to the grocery armed with a recipe and a back up recipe just in case the grocery doesn't have the ingredients that I need - a likely scenario on Guam.
On this day I managed to find some lean ground beef. A rare find at the Guam grocery. I googled "lean meat recipes" and viola! a recipe for meatloaf. I found the rest of the ingredients and headed home.
A few hours later, J texted me and said he was on his way home from work so I got started on dinner.
I was in the kitchen chopping onions when J got home. As he was putting his keys down and taking off his shoes, he yells hello to me and then out of no where yells jokingly, "MAKE ME A MEATLOAF!"
I could not stop laughing because he had no idea that I was actually making him a meatloaf. We were cracking up.
And the meatloaf ended up being alright for my first attempt.
