Latter Day Sinner

In my early twenties I lived in a house with six other guys. We rarely had anything that could be considered a meal. We were broke and hungry most of the time. I splurged and got a pound of hamburger. I wanted to do something special with it. I remembered or more accurately half remembered the meatloaf my mom used to make. It had, I was sure, ground beef, milk, cereal, and eggs. Mom used corn flakes. The only cereal we had in the house that faithful night was Peanut Butter Captain Crunch. What could go wrong. I mixed my ingredients and it turned into a very gross looking mush. I couldn’t get it solid again. It had too much milk and a cereal that had almost no fiber. So I decided to fry the mush. Some of the extra moisture cooked off but not much. When the beef had started to brown I ventured a bite. Both the taste and the consistency were horrendous. Peanut Butter Captain Crunch does not and should not ever be mixed with ground beef. I was sad and hungry when I threw the monstrosity away. Epic Fail