I'm surprised I'm married, no really. They say that a way to a man's heart is through his stomach. If that were the case, I would be single at this very moment.
I am a pretty bad cook, if not for Pinterest, my family would probably starve or be eating PB sandwiches and chips every meal.
When Jay and I were dating, I wanted to cook for him like a good girlfriend. I couldn't make that much so I opted for my mom's meatloaf recipe. It was the one thing I could make. I carefully put all the ingredients together and popped it in the oven. At dinner time, we sat down over candlelight and full adult conversation (doesn't happen at this stage of life!) ready to eat.
I spit out the first bite I took.
Apparently if you accidentally substitute 2T of garlic powder for 2T of onion powder (Jay and I both hate onions), your meatloaf will taste appalling.
Jay still married me! Ha ha, joke's on him. Since then, every time I have made meatloaf I have messed it up, too much ketchup, too little ketchup, wrong parts oatmeal, too dry or wet, etc. You get the point. Bless his heart, he eats it every time (although this has more to do with the fact that he is super cheap and can't bear to waste anything), including the leftovers.
I think it is time to retire the recipe and let the curse die out. Maybe I'll try again in about 20 years.
Lucky for me I have a hubs who loves me anyway and puts up with my experimenting with new Pinterest recipes. Someday maybe I'll be a 'good' cook, until then we get to live in fear of what may come out of my oven or crockpot.
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