Monday, May 17, 2010

Taco Meatloaf

Turkey Taco Meatloaf

1lb raw extra-lean ground turkey
2 slices fat-free cheddar cheese
½ cup shredded fat-free cheddar cheese
½ cup canned sweet corn kernels
¼ cup chopped green bell pepper
¼ cup chopped onions
½ cup salsa
½ packet taco seasoning

Preheat oven to 375 degrees

I just mix all ingredients together, except salsa, and spread evenly in a pan. Cook in the oven for 30 minutes. Top loaf with shredded cheese and cook for another 15 minutes.

The first time I made this, I used some salsa from work I had left over since I had gotten some chips and salsa. Big mistake. In first place, I was dumb to get the hot salsa. Then when put with the meatloaf, my mouth was on fire. So only use hotness you can stand. Totally ruined the flavor. When I made it again, with not hot salsa super good.

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So here is my homemade guacamole, salsa, meatloaf, and my dinner plate.

In preparation of this wonderful meal, I cut myself not once, but twice.


See?!?! I sacrificed my thumb and index finger for you people Your Welcome.

Ok and for a side story, I have been requested to tell:

What is with kids these days? Seriously. Honestly, I can’t stand them most of the time when they aren’t associated with me. Like when I go to the mall or kids running around the neighborhood. So yesterday, we were in our office, minding our own business, playing Age of Conan, and we hear a couple loud bangs. They were spread a part so didn’t think much of it. Finally, we went and looked outside, and there’s a group of girls playing four square on our driveway.  This pissed me off. I watched for a little bit, and saw them hit our car a couple of times. I expected the man go to out and say something but he didn’t. So finally, I had to go upstairs, put some clothes on (I had just gotten out of the shower), and go out. So I open the front door and tell them they need to leave cause I saw them hit the car a couple of times. One of girls says “But we didn’t mean to.” I say, “I don’t care, you still did it and I don’t appreciate it.”  So they glare at me and get closer together to whisper about me and I stand there til they leave. While I was standing there Justin (the neighbor) pulled into his half of the driveway. He watches some of these kids sometimes (though why anyone in their right mind would leave kids with him is beyond me), and so they play in his yard when he’s not there. They can play in his all they want, I don’t care. But they drew on our driveway (I don’t mind this, it’s chalk it’ll wash), hit our garage and our car. Nope.  One time, the man was talking to one of our other neighbors and she said she hated how the kids act like they own the neighborhood, which I see now. I mean, really? When has it ever been ok to just start playing on someone’s property without their permission? I know I would never have dreamed of doing so.  This really pissed me off. I was pretty much shaking I was so pissed.

Thus proving how much of a good idea it was to switch from an education major to anthropology…well not necessarily anthro but yea