I feel like meatloaf gets a bad rap most of the time. I like meatloaf. I do. Sometimes I even sing about it when I’m making it. I’d do just about anything for meatloaf… (but I won’t do that.) I think when people think about meatloaf, it conjures up images from an outdated grandmother’s kitchen. I imagine that they envision their grandmother serving them this strange, log-shaped, tasteless, chewy meat thing that is covered in ketchup, of all things. I remember eating meatloaf like that. I remember thinking, “when I grow up, I am never eating this log-meat again.” Silly, silly me. Meatloaf is glorious! It was one of those…