Crockie: Revised For Additional Humor
"Did you get me a Crock Pot for Valentine's day?" I thought to myself, "Did I leave the Crock Pot in Erica's trunk when I took her car out to get washed.... Yes." Always quick on my feet, "Yes, but I got you something else of course." Note to self: Get something else. I could tell by the tone of her voice that crock pots don't make good Valentine Day's gifts for new mothers. And thus Crockie came into our lives. Perhaps not as anticipated or welcomed as Ally, but Crockie didn't take long to leave his mark. He's got three meals under his belt. Chicken Cacciatore: Outstanding. Lemon Chicken: Failure. And then tonight, Beef Brisket: 10. Erica refused to yield the lamb in the freezer to Crockie. Well, she's on her own with the lamb, because you don't deny Crockie. The road to loserville is not paved with Crock Pots. Trust me. However, I will admit, it has come to this, blogging about Crock Pots, but such is my state of affairs.
posted by DEW at 2/23/2005 01:30:00 AM
6 Comments:
Do yourself a favor, start cooking Indian -- it's where all cooking ends if you travel long enough. Cookbooks by Julie Sahni or Madhur Jaffrey are excellent places to start.
This was a very strange blog post and to me proves that Wolfe has started the long, lonely journey into dementia.
I received an e-mail similar to the last comment questioning my sanity. My response to both of you is you are invited for dinner. Ummmm, beef brisket. Tim can vouch for me.
The previous post was funnier because the finishing sentence was more indicative of your onset dementia. Brisket is best smoked low and slow and served with a tangy BBQ, slaw, and baked beans.
you guys should try black eyed peas w/a coupla ham hocks in ol crockie....thats good stuff, my friend....
Tim hereby vouches for the quality of the brisket. Only objection is quantity - you either need a larger crockie, or you need to cook more bread.
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