Midnight Meatloaf Madness

Last night we were up at midnight eating a strange meatloaf recipe. Why so late? Well, at about 4:30, Hubby decided he wanted meatloaf for dinner. I hate meatloaf. I don't have many recipes for it so he went online and found a couple. The one we went with seemed the easiest and I only needed to go run out and get the mozzarella cheese. We needed a couple other things from the store so it was no big deal. Just as I was pulling out of the parking lot on my way back home, Hubby called me and said he was off to Detroit to pick up a motorcycle. Hubby has a new motorcycle hobby. He buys old bikes and restores them. Detroit is closer than Urbana, so I'm glad he made that choice. *sigh*
So, I asked him what he wanted to do about dinner because I was going to come home and make this stuff. He said we could make it later. He asked me if I wanted to ride along. I really wasn't up for a road trip. Looking back, I do kind of wish I'd gone along. I love taking pictures of scenery. It's a new past time of mine. In any case, I stayed home and continued to take it easy. Detroit is about 2 hours from here so I wasn't expecting him back until 11:00 or so.
Around 10:00 I started preparing this dish. It was pretty easy to make. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone, though. It has a very odd taste and I think it's just a horrible combination of flavors. I think the main problem is the inclusion of parsley and bacon. It had a weird after taste. I got the loaf into the oven around 10:30 and it had to cook an hour. Then, it had to be cooked another 15 minutes with the tomato sauce added. I would have expected it to taste like pizza or spaghetti sauce; you know, something Italian. However, it does not. Hubby can eat all he wants. I'm done. Meatloaf sucks!