Bacon Cheeseburger Mini Meatloaf Patties

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Father’s Day is coming up soon. Everyone’s posting their homage to their fathers. Yup. Jumping on that band wagon. I don’t talk about Dear Old Dad all that much. I mean, he’s here. He’s the closest relative to me. Seriously. He’s like 20 miles from me, which around here is a drop in the hat. But, we both have our own lives, so we don’t see each other as often as you’d think.

He has his glass business going on and they’re hitting the road often for either buying or selling trips. I’ve suggested we tag along on their trip after next so S can get a feel for what it’s like. He’s gotten bit a bit by the glass bug. I sort of know what to look for when we’re “glassing” as we’ve called it. Granted, it’s been a while and I’m a bit rusty, but some of the common patterns and, well, the other all QUALITY that is come to be known as Elegant Depression Glass, is difficult for me to miss. S has even picked up some elegant glassware, too. He was thrilled to find out much Dad could sell it for.

See? *shinies* I get off on tangents so easy. I’ll let ya know more about these Bacon Cheeseburger Mini Meatloaf Patties in a minute. So, yes, Dad and I have separate lives and don’t see each other all that much even though we’re really close in distance. We schedule dinners and chat via text often. Neither of us are really phone talkers. I did inherit THAT much from Dad.

I also inherited his ability to cook. He can just pull stuff together and make a meal. Granted, I have to be a LITTLE more structured than that, but push comes to shove, if we need a meal and I have to use what’s IN the kitchen, I can do it, that’s to Dad.

Another “thanks to Dad” is my independence. Some might see it as *coughSTUBBORNNESScough* but he raised us two girls to not rely on the “man” in our lives to do things for us like, change a car battery or a car tired. These two came in REALLY handy with my ex. Yes, he was useless in those departments…well MOST departments. But that’s another post.

Chair rails, plumbing, tile flooring. Those are just to name a few. I spent a good chunk of time helping Dad with jobs around the house. Not only did that teach me how to lay a tile floor, but also to be patient, be humble, and anticipate other’s needs.

How so? Well, you have to be patient while he measures and measures, and then cuts wrong, measures, cuts again. Humble? Apologize when you screw up and forget what he needs when he needs it. Bite your tongue when you want to laugh because he cut wrong…again. Then anticipate that he needs the pencil to mark the tile, then the tool to cut the tiles and the spacers to place the tile, etc etc.

When I had the condo, he showed me how to change a faucet in the bathroom sink, how to replace a valve stem for a broken one by the toilet, how to replace a ball cock for the toilet, fix a garbage disposal, install and repair a broken line for an ice maker. All are very handy things to know for anyone, but for me? Priceless!! I did not want to rely on anyone to do things for me. I wanted to be able to do them for myself.

So, for my homage to my father, I’ve made these bacon cheeseburger meatloaf patties. Patties because they cook quicker and you can easily pop them onto a bun if you want to make a sandwich out of them. Actually, that’s what I usually do with the left over patties! Who can resist meatloaf sammies the next day? I know I can’t.

And how about these loaded smashed potatoes? Delicious looking, right? You’re just going to have to wait until Sunday for these gems. They’re part of #SundaySupper and its homage to our fathers. Yup. You’re just going to have to come back and red my blog again. They’re all creamy, cheese-y, bacon-y goodness. *drool*

I’ll leave you with this one last picture of this fantabulous Bacon Cheeseburger Mini Meatloaf Patty.