I have a crock pot.
I’ve had it for years and didn’t even know it. My little crock pot sat in the basement for years in storage but we dug it out for Thanksgiving to warm up some sauces.
Now that I’ve discovered my crock pot I feel like I am a crack head. I go on the Internet looking for recipes and have made delicious chili and beef stew. I want to make chicken and dumplings and seafood gumbo. This might not sound like much but my crock pot makes me happy and it is like I’ve found a new buddy.
The big test came when the kids said they loved my chili. And they want me to make another pot this weekend.
I went into the basement and found a roaster that has not been used and a bread maker that was last used in 1935. They were all wedding gifts and they sat and sat and sat. There are other people in the same boat. We put these nice gifts on our wedding registry and then never use them.
I could literally walk into Kole’s or Macy’s and exchange them for full value. That is how clean they are.
Our lives are cluttered with junk. Things lie around and are never used. But we also have some pretty neat things we don’t even know about. I also discovered this fancy picnic basket. If it wasn’t 0 degrees out I would want to load it with food and hang out at Kensington Park.
I have a crock pot and it is short and stout. Anybody want to exchange recipes?