Terry and I made a whirlwind trip to Elizabethton this weekend heading out super early Saturday morning, early enough to catch a stunning sunrise, arriving mid-morning. To our utter delight and surprise, Grandmother Ginny had prepped a homemade meatloaf for us to all have for lunch. It was a true labor of love and a thing of great beauty. Phyllis, Terry and I immediately got to work cubing onions, carrots and potatoes to surround the loaf and popped it in the oven laughing and catching up. While tucking into lunch, Phyllis and I were already dreaming of meatloaf sandwiches for dinner. It was such a comforting and Norman Rockwellesque meal that we dubbed the rest of our clan gathering, “The Meatloaf Weekend”.
After slices of Ingles pound cake topped with vanilla ice cream for dessert, we continued to sit around the kitchen just basking in each other’s company. Late in the afternoon we relocated to Grandmother’s bedroom and watched the 1957 Academy Award winning WWII movie, “The Bridge Over the River Kwai” starring Alec Guiness and William Holden. I had never seen the movie which dramatized the building of the Thailand-Burma railroad by allied prisoners of war. “Over 65,000 Allied P.O.W.s battled torture, starvation, and disease to hack the 255-mile railway out of harsh jungle for the Japanese.” – The History Channel
Later that evening, our fevered dreams of meatloaf sandwiches for dinner were fulfilled. White bread, heavy on the mayo, and chips. Glory be that’s some good eating!
Sunday morning arrived all too fast and it was time to head home. Phyllis and Grandmother made their way to church while Terry and I got on the road. It was a beautiful drive home with lots of sunshine, blue skies and pops of yellow daffodils blooming along the side of the road. Spring will be here soon…
Hugs and laughter ensue. Looking forward to digging into that meatloaf.
