When Mom was here, we made up a batch of meat mix - portioned it out, made a couple of meatloafs, some homemade meatballs... even portioned up some larger sized balls for cabbage rolls. Of course, that was being way too optimistic for Roger and I - expecting us to unfreeze the balls *and* have cabbage on hand at the same time? Never going to happen.
So, we finally broke down and reformed the balls into a meatloaf for Sunday dinner tonight. Oddly enough, the minute that the fridge was opened and the thawed meat mix came out, *someone* was off my lap like a shot, and in supervision position in the kitchen doorway. He wanted to make sure that Dad shaped the meat correctly, apparently (or that no stray meat got away.) He's thoughtful like that.
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