I baked almost 100 meatballs this week. My wife is participating in a food exchange with the women at church. That means, if we make 12 individual meals, we, in exchange, will receive 12 individual meals. It's simple math. She also told me that I would have to cook these meals, since I have the week off. Normally, I love cooking. But I soon realized that a simple math equation quickly turned into a lesson in physics.
First, I bought all the ingredients at our friendly neighborhood Costco: 20lbs of ground beef, two loaves of bread, and two 18-packs of eggs, garlic, milk, and parsley. Next, I found a large bowl, and mixed everything together. Yes, it was a large bowl. The kind of bowl you get as a gift from Uncle Fred and Aunt Irma at your wedding. The kind you never expect to use. Finally, I proceeded to mix. Ground beef went everywhere. All over the walls and floor. What I didn't expect was that the viscosity of the cold ground beef was lower than I expected. Yes, raw ground beef was clinging to the walls.
Long story short, I shaped 96 meatballs that day, and baked them all together in the oven. It was spectacular. We have leftovers, if you're hungry.