The Slow (!) Cooker

As of today, the most popular movie in the land is, “I am Legend.” I’m living something similar. It’s called, “I am Stumped!” In the movie, Will Smith is a guy who’s the last man on earth. Except for some zombie-type folks. Me? I think I’m the last person ever to get a crock pot. And everyone knows how to use one except me.

Last summer, Karen, and my sister and mother, got me a crock pot thingee. Okay. It’s an All-Clad “electric slow cooker.” Yup. They’re right. Either it’s slow, or I am. So I finally got a round to using it. It’s not that I’m ungrateful. But a crock pot in summer seems a bit anti-social. So tonight, I did a crock pot recipe from a magazine. It looked easy enough. Chicken thighs, chicken stock, potatoes, butternut squash, fresh thyme, some honey, and a sliced-up orange. And the recipe called for two and a half hours in the crock pot, on high. Well, someone was high when they wrote that recipe…

After two hours, the chicken was still raw. The pot was warm, but nothing else was happening. So I made a fresh pizza, realizing that our dinner plans were going to drastically change.

And yes, everything did finally cook in the (very) slow cooker. It took five hours. FIVE HOURS? I can see a bit of time beyond the recipe’s two and a half hours. FIVE? Hmmm. I think I need to practice this a bit more.

I don’t’ know how Will Smith’s movie ends. But I do know it took a lot less time than my cooker. But the good news is that the food did come out just fine. I guess, given enough time…