A recent bride called her mother one evening in tears.

"Oh, Mom, I tried to make Grandmother's meatloaf for dinner tonight and it's just awful! I followed the recipe exactly and I know I have the recipe right, because it's the one you gave me. But, it just didn't come out right and I'm so upset. I wanted this to be so special for George, because he loves meat loaf. What could have gone wrong"?

Her mother replied soothingly, "Well, dear, let's go through the recipe. You read it out loud and tell me exactly what you did at each step and together we'll figure it out."

"Okay," the bride sniffled. "Well, it starts out, 'Take fifty cents worth of ground beef.'"

wow. GB has never been that cheap in my lifetime.