But on his birthday every year, Mitt Romney gets what Mitt Romney wants. And meatloaf cakes are what he wants. Romney explained how his wife Ann makes them recently:
“She makes these little meatloaf cakes about that big,” he said, widening his hands to the size of a saucer, “and covers them with this sweet sauce.”
“It’s ketchup, cinnamon,” he continued, before his wife, Ann, cut him off.
“The reason he likes it,” she said with a laugh, “it’s brown sugar and ketchup.”
That sounds dee-lish. Romney turned 65 yesterday. I hope he got all the meatloaf cakes he could take.