Not all meatloaf is created equally. When my mom made meatloaf, I knew I was gonna go a little hungry for awhile because I thought it was kind of gross and ungratefully would just eat way less. The missus makes god-level meatloaf, though; probably surely definitely partly why I married her! And still, I usually forget how fantastic it is and stay on my boat late drinking like an asshole until I finally get home where it's warm and there's a great dinner waiting for me and get reminded how I need to appreciate her way more. With this looming boogaloo encroaching, I need to be a much better husband.