Before I moved to Poland, I was part of church staff, and Sharon, our pastor and a wonderful cook, brought something like this for lunch one day. I thought about calling Sharon to get the real recipe, but it was the wee hours of the morning in Tucson while I was putting it together.
It’s perfectly acceptable to call your pastor in the middle of the night when someone’s critically ill, but it’s not OK to call before the sun’s up to get her meatloaf recipe. This is my rendition of Sharon’s meatloaf.
The zesty sauce is the highlight of this lean meatloaf.