There’s just something about meatloaf.  It’s nothing fancy or difficult, but sometimes it’s just the thing.  The other day we had some friends visiting from England and after considering all sorts of glamorous things to make for them, I decided that the perfect thing would be something they don’t get at home.  I rustled up Felix’s favorite meatloaf, some mac ‘n cheese and green beans lickety-split and everybody was happy as can be, though, as our guests were leaving, Warwick turned to me and said, “What WAS that?” So, Warwick, here is what it was…