2002.09.16

What a crock

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I am convinced, as of the moment, that there is nothing quite so divine as coming home after a tiring day of work and having the deletectable aroma of a home-cooked meal wash over one’s face at the door. This Dream is usually denied me; obviously, even when I do cook I have to get home first. Today, that all changed.

All hail the Rival Corporation and that most inspired of inventions: The Crock Pot.

It wasn’t about the Dream at first. In fact, the Device was originally procured entirely for ease of use. The promise of having a succulent stew or chili or a perfect pot roast with no more effort than a little prep and a press of a button was too much for me to resist. I still remember B.’s disapproving look as I pulled up to the checkout aisle at Target with that “pricy, electronic pot.” That was over a month ago.

For awhile, it looked like the Crock Pot would join the Williams-Sonoma Bread Machine (used exactly once in almost three years) in the category of Things We Don’t Talk About. If not for Mrs. Hacker and the recipes she snuck me at EPYC yesterday, that probably would have happened. As a result, this morning found me chopping up some veggies & meat veggies and throwing the raw ingredients of a pot roast dinner into that ceramic chrysalis, knowing it would be at least eight hours before I knew whether I had a butterfly or, well, a dead caterpillar.

As soon as I opened the door, though, I knew something had gone right. The Dream, you know.

Quick reality check: the food wasn’t anything special (though it did smell wonderful!), but it was good, solid and filling, with plenty left over for lunch tomorrow. More importantly, I know I’ve got ideas on how to make it better next time. That’s already one up on the bread machine.


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