February 17, 2006

• Ode to My Crock Pot

  I love my crock pot. 
  Today was grocery-shopping day so it was also
  clean-out-the-frig-and-cupboards day (out with the old, in with the
  new, so to speak).  Just the kind of day on which a crock pot
  really shines.  In go those withered potatoes that are past their
  prime.  In goes the lone sweet potato that isn’t really past its
  prime but looks lonely without the other potatoes to keep it
  company.  In go a couple onions, a few stalks of slightly wobbly
  celery and a quarter cup of dehydrated carrots (something possessed me
  to buy a whole huge tin of dehydrated carrots several years back. 
  Oh my goodness.  Even if you put a quarter-cup into every pot of
  soup you make, the level never goes down.  They last
  FOREVER.)  Add water and a few chicken bouillon cubes and in a few
  hours you have Crock Pot Magic.  Outside the wind is howling and
  the temperature is dropping but inside the crock pot is warming the
  kitchen.  Modern man’s answer to keeping the home-fires
  burning. 
  

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