So, the reason I call these meatloafballs? They are basically my meatloaf, pared down to bite-sized. You could totally make these into loaves (that word sounds so wrong paired with meat) or even brush them with ketchup five minutes before they’re done to make mini-meatloaves that will get you laid. Or, you can do what I did, and make the oldest of the old school sauces, using totally prepared ingredients. YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO IT ALL FROM SCRATCH! This is 2015, yo.
The meatballs take a minute, not much more, since all you do is dump everything together and then throw it in the oven. The sauce takes less than a minute since it is just opening jars and cans. You can do this. Your friends will be amazed. Your romantic interests will become lovers. Your mother will APPROVE OF YOU! Okay, maybe not that last one. But it was worth a shot.
3 lbs. extra lean ground beef
4 slices bread, crumbed
3/4 cup milk
2 mushrooms, chopped tiny
1 small or 1/2 large yellow onion, chopped tiny
2 cloves garlic, pressed
2 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce
2 tbsp. dry mustard
Optional: 1 tsp. tarragon, 1/4 tsp. cumin, 1/2 tsp. sage
OKAY! Here we go. Set your oven to 400. Throw everything in a bowl. Mix it together. Make balls. Cook them 20 minutes. VOILA!
What, you want more steps? *Dramatic sigh* FINE. So, meat in bowl first. Then make your bread slices into crumbs. I did not feel like taking out the food processor, so I just chopped it with a knife. It’s better if the crumbs are smaller, but whatever. This is a catastrophe, anyway.
Throw the bread into the bowl with the meat and pour the milk over the crumbs. The goal is to get them to soak up the milk. Chop up your onion pretty small (you can grate or use a food processor if you want) and the mushrooms, too. The mushrooms, in case you were wondering, enhance the beef flavor. I didn’t really cut mine that small because I was being lazy. But the smaller the better with this stuff. You can press the garlic (vastly preferable because it’s vastly easier) or mince it.
Put everything in the bowl, all of it. I didn’t have Worcestershire sauce, which is ESSENTIAL to get the best flavor, so I subbed in, like, half the amount in soy sauce. Did it ruin all the things? This turned out okay, but it may have been missing that special something. (Who am I kidding – they were still fabulous.)
Okay, so, I also was thinking, hey, I wonder how many meatballs this will make. Because mostly I just threw this stuff together, trying to approximate measurements as it went into the bowl. The spices were literally the first three jars I grabbed that sounded good, other than the mustard, which is essential.
In the end? I had to MacGyver my meatball pans because I had one hundred and thirty-seven of them.
This is good, though, because the Mickey Mousing led me to realize that you really want to bake these things on racks if at all possible.
Otherwise, they kind of stew in their own juices and get all soft and not really the brown you want.
So, I had to throw the ones from the bottom of the pan back in on the racks for a few minutes to get them nice.
HOLY GOD, THESE ARE SO GOOD. Like I said, you can do the ketchup-brushing in the last five minutes, or just douse them in ketchup out of the oven, because they taste exactly like meatloaf. OR. OR you can make a sauce for them.
Sauce: One from each side, or a mix of all of them.
I used all of them, mixed together. Whole bottle chili sauce, whole cranberry sauce, whole jelly, about 1/2 a bottle of BBQ sauce. Just throw ’em in a bowl, mix ’em up, and toss into a crock pot.
Put the meatballs in, then mix it all up, kinda carefully, with a spatula. Turn it to high for about an hour, maybe two if you’re watching it. Or low for three hours. Stir it a couple times if you’re around. Otherwise, stir it up a few times before serving. The various sauces will melt into each other and soak into the meatballs a little and NOM.
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