Meatwad

What the hell is THIS, you ask? It's Meatwad! Okay, it's really not out to fight crime; it's not hassled by Master Shake. It's not cute, but it is unintelligible. It's also not pink. I blame the twirly energy saving light bulbs, a cheap-ass digital camera and my inability to correct said camera settings for the weird yellow glow those twirly bulbs cast on us. We look jaundiced, so it makes sense that this meatwad should look undercooked. But it's not! It's truly a sickly pale corpse-like color. Yummy!

This is bacon-wrapped, free-form art smothered in with a dollop of dipping sauce over glaze. I know you're thinking that's ketchup, but it's not. It's glaaaaze reduced to a dipping sauce made from ketchup, some brown sugar and vinegar. And dipping sauce? Pfft. We're lazy and we just pour that stuff on top. It's fucking MEATLOAF! Meatloaf should not be accompanied by dipping sauce. That would just set the wrong tone for dinner as we dine on the sofa and play Ninja Gaiden 2 while trying to keep the sauce off of our controllers.

That green stuff is the vegetable we serve with meatwad. It's poorly chopped flat-leaf parsley. And if you're a fan of The Gipper, you know that ketchup is a vegetable, too. If it's good enough for subsidized school lunch programs, it's good enough for us!