“My boyfriend's back and there’s gonna be laundry.” Do you remember that line?

Yes, well, do you see what happens? I looked it up—Sandra Shamas, for sure. Confirmation, but oh dear, I saw a recording of the whole show (titled “My boyfriend’s back…”) and I stayed to watch…too much. And I have to do my laundry, because Matt was with me for four days and I have extra sheets and towels. I sent his dirty clothes home with him. I have enough to do, and I must start now…

You can see what this day is going to be like.

Anon

Well, I tried. I did my laundry, checked email and supplies, had a nap, went to tea in the afternoon at a neighbour’s, made a leftover dinner I dldn’t eat.

This was a soggy blog.

I went home with Matt today and made a meat loaf for dinner with him and his apartment mate, reminding Matt how to do it, from his cookbook that we created when he was living with me. The two of them are not too well equipped.

The ground beef was still frozen. I put it in the microwave to thaw enough to work with. You may wonder that these challenged men use a microwave. Using was no problem (no metal, pierce a closed item to prevent it exploding, etc.) Cleaning was something else and another story. On with the meatloaf.

No breadcrumbs, but they don’t eat crusts, so I took two crusts off their loaf in progress and put them in the microwave to get stale and then pounded them into crumbs. I knew there were no onions in stock, so I had taken along a couple and Matt chopped one. Okay for the egg and salt but no black pepper. So much for seasoning. No salsa but a huge bottle of ketchup. No brown sugar but a little white sugar sweetened the topping.

Matt is very good at smushing. He’s also very good at washing his hands before handling food, thanks to Covid-19.

Voilà, meatloaf ready for baking. There’ll be enough leftover for sandwiches.

And that was the 27th of December.