I’m in love. Again.
And not with my boots.
Oh, and not with J. I mean I love J, but that’s not who/what I’m talking about, of course… wow- I’m digging. Back to the point at hand.
I love my crock pot.
One of my friend’s mom bought me a crock pot as bridal shower gift. It was one of those items that I registered for knowing that I should, but thinking I wouldn’t use it for ten years.
O me of little faith.
The crock pot has saved me. I hate overcooked/undercooked/dried out meat. And I love meals with flavor other than salt.
A few weeks ago I made this, a cranberry beef dish… basically stew chunks, cranberry sauce and soy sauce in the crock pot. Done 6 hours later. I served it over mashed potatos.
We had some friends over for dinner the other night and I courageously served a new recipe (although, the actual use of the crock pot negates some of that courage)- golden pork with cinnamon apples. Pork roast, brown sugar, golden mushroom soup, soy sauce, cinnamon, sugar, and apple slices.
Yum- I have no photos, but pork was made for the crock pot. Perfect texture.
If you’d like to rejuvenate your love for your crock pot- check out the crock pot app for iphone or ipod touch… or that slow cooker lady’s blog (1 recipe for everyday of 2008… she was committed).