First of all, don't invite me over unless you really want me to show up. I don't get out as much as I would like so I tend to accept all invitations, assuming child care can be worked out. All I'm looking for out of any social outing is some decent conversation and decent food, though great food and conversation are even better.
Warning: If you are serving some sort of warm dip accompanied by sturdy chips or crackers, I may sit right next to your crock pot and never leave, except to get more to drink. I will leave your gathering with very warm, happy memories. I will tell my mom and sisters all about what I ate at your house. Like I said, I don't get out as much as I would like.
I found a new blog the other day called Crock Pot 365. I have been visiting it on and off for two days, just randomly clicking on categories, recipes, and success stories.
Crock Pot 365 is my new food porn, in part because of the attention given to some warm dips that sound just heavenly (if not healthy).
The current recipes fueling my food fantasies include:
Sundried Tomato Dip
Brie with Warm Apricot Topping
Sausage, Cream Cheese, and Rotel Dip (aka "mommy crack")
Little Dipper Cranberry Orange Dip
Super Duper Garlic Dip (note description of her crock pot almost licked clean after the gathering)
And, it's not a warm dip, but I admit to being mighty intrigued by the Crock Pot Buffalo Chicken Lasagna.
I could go on and on, but I'm too hungry and I still have to grade twenty papers, clean up the kitchen, and hide the laundry that needs to be stain-treated from the cleaning lady. Don't ask.
I do want to point out that many of these dips also involve cream cheese, another staple in my food fantasies and memories.
Where do you find your food porn?
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I will tell you, then I will slink away in shame...I love me some Taco Bell:P I allow myself the treat, maybe once every two months:)
Fun post about crock-potting, but after last year's 6 week stint of no stove/only crock pot, i still feel the need to create a little distance between me and the pot. Perhaps soon it'll reappear.
By the way, due to said circumstance, I have some decent crock pot cook books if you get tired of your online searches.
I once almost burned down our apartment building because of my Rival crock pot. I used it as directed, and when I came home, the heating component had burned through the actual unit. Awful.
When I emailed to complain, they offered me a 25% off coupon so I could buy a new Rival crock pot.
Um. No.
Idiots.
Last year for Christmas, my mom got me the All Clad slow cooker. It's gorgeous. And awesome. Although I don't use it nearly enough.
I love my crock pot. Making barbecue pork in it today, as a matter of fact. It just makes life so much easier. I have not gotten very creative, though. It would never have occurred to me to put Brie in there, but oh my heavens, does that sound yummy!
Even though I know we should curtail our eating out to help our budget (and my calorie intake), I cannot give up going somewhere and having someone else bring me food. The text of a menu, whether it be the description of chicken wing sauces, or a braised short rib sends me to a place I am always happy to be. Occasionally just surf menus at restaurants where I dream of dining.
There are stacks and stacks of clippings of recipes from assorted magazines all over my house that I think I may someday make if I ever remember to write down something so that I bring the right things home from the grocery store.
I am also fond of just googling ingredients to find potential dishes to make, and then improvising them up to meet the sad actual contents of my pantry.
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