Tuesday, September 27, 2011

slow cooking, slow living

I bought my first crock pot the other day. I've never been very cognizant of casseroles or "home cooking." I learned to cook spaghetti and other Italian dishes from my Sicilian grandmother, breakfast from my dad, and salads and veggie dishes from my mom.

No one in the family did any traditional American dishes like macaroni and cheese. Our go-to comfort food was always some form of pasta. But prompted by an online recipe for slow cooker beef and my other recent efforts to make things in my life as easy as possible, I decided it might be fun to try some slow cookin.'



And it has. I made a slow cooker beef recipe last week that fed us all for a dinner and about two or three lunches. Tonight was slow cooker pork chops. I can hardly consider it a recipe or even cooking — I just layered (frozen) pork chops in the pot and covered them in honey ginger marinade — seven hours later they were fall-off-the-fork delicious. I can't even post a picture because they're all gone, but take my word for it, they looked as good as they tasted.

Now I have to start looking around to see if I can find some Italian-themed recipes as well. It would make Grandma proud.
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