My Slow Cooker Era

(Or the Fatigue Settling In)

For decades, I swore I hated anything that came out of a crockpot.
I can’t even remember why, but I’m guessing it had to do with what came out of it.

It wasn’t until I started living in apartments with kitchens (sophomore year of college) that I realized it wasn’t the tool I hated, but how I thought it had to be used.

Once I found slow-cooker recipes I lov…