I joke that crockpots save lives, they save marriages and now...they save businesses.
I'm not kidding.
If you have had a baby you tend to agree that the "witching hour" of all infants happens between 4-7 pm. It's like a switch comes on and mayhem ensues. Those hours still seem the busiest of the day, even though I don't have a cranky baby anymore. (phew).
Enter: my crockpot.
She's quiet and unassuming, but she saves lives and businesses in a slow and steady 8 hour period.
I do search out various recipes and I do believe just about anything can be made in a crockpot. Pinterest, betty crocker who cares, there are a million recipes out there and many can be frozen and taken out on a whim.
Therefore as late afternoon approaches and I'm still editing weddings and packaging products I only have to endure the brilliant aroma pulsating through the studio as my crockpot pumps out life for dinner.
Perhaps my relationship with my cooking appliance is a little intense, but at dinner time, when the world is going crazy, I hear music and the gentle placing of plates on my dinner table...in record timing.
I made a cream of ham soup the other day. My friends LOVED it!
1 honey ham (squeeze that thing right into a crockpot)
take out half (if its a huge ham and freeze the remaining for another batch)
leave half of the juice and add
1 Can cream of chicken soup
Then add milk until you get the consistency you want. I added one full can of milk.
Yes. That simple. You can even add potatoes if you want to go crazy with four ingredients.
Therefore, while dinner is simmering, I'm creating: