Brick Oven Bistro Blog - Don't Tell Mama About Our Meatloaf

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Don't Tell Mama About Our Meatloaf

It's nearly axiomatic that if you ask a someone who they think serves up the best meatloaf, their likely response will be "my mom". Loving your mom's meatloaf is, when you think about it, one of the highest acts of filial devotion. It's right up there with sending a dozen long stem red roses every Mother's Day to the woman who bore you.

So it's not without a considerable sense of the gravity of this statement that we boldly proclaim the following:

Our Kobe beef meat & cheese loaf can kick your mama's meat loaf's matronly little hiney.

There...we've said it.

If we seem audacious, and maybe even a bit heretical, let us present our case. To begin with, our traditional meatloaf recipe has won us a legion of die hard fans over the years; the more enlightened and evolved of whom will actually bring their mothers to our restaurant to partake of this Brick Oven Bistro staple. Believe me, it takes years of trust and most likely many hours of therapy involving family-of-origin issues to get to this point, but for those of our customers who have, we just want to say, "we're ok; you're ok".

But back to the meatloaf. Our Kobe beef and cheese loaf is what we like to think of as "meatloaf reconsidered". We start with locally raised Kobe beef, subject it to our secret meatloaf recipe (you've wondered about the trained ninjas posted at the doors to our kitchen), add a layer of savory cheese, sprinkle generous chunks of sausage (cause nothing goes with meat like...well, meat), roll it, pat it, mark with a "B", and put it in the oven for mama and thee (our apologies to Mother Goose for yet another blasphemy, but we're on a roll here -- no pun intended).

But wait...it gets better. We serve this paragon of comfort food with baby carrots, hand mashed potatoes, our burgundy mushroom gravy (aka, nectar of the gods), and our homemade coleslaw. It's enough to make a Boston blue blood yell, "boy, howdy!"

So now that we've gotten all this off our chest, we're ready to put our meat loaf where our mouth is (or hopefully, where your mouth is). We'd like you to share your fondest meat loaf memories with us. Just go to our Facebook page. Who knows, maybe you'll inspire our next sacrilege. Just don't tell mama.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009 9:00:13 AM (Mountain Daylight Time, UTC-06:00)

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