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Pan Meatball.

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My dad really like meatloaf. For him, it was what baked chicken became…a shortcut taken my a working mom trying to feed kids after a long day of work. (My dad was on active duty in the Army…..he spent something like 18 of a 35 month assignment on TDY….)

His mom’s meatloaf was different. A strange mix of various things.

But there was a BBQ joint near where my parents lived after he retired. He liked theirs. (But I don’t think I ever saw him order it…)

As for the chicken, I’ve come around, too. One of my doctors is from South America; “you NEED to try Peri-Peri chicken”. Okay, doc.

I felt the same way about bread pudding, which I’d first tried in one of my elementary schools’ cafeterias.

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They just have to come up with a better name man! Cause the shit is delicious haha

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