No don't worry, I'm not talking about the Republican presidential ticket...although I could! Heh.
Friday night was a wild night spent at Target buying a crock pot. Yes, that’s right, a slow cooker – just give me my AARP membership card now please. I have never had a crock pot but decided that it might be a useful thing to have around. The theory of putting a bunch of crap in the pot in the morning and coming home from work to a warm, delicious meal is very enticing for someone like me who A.) is usually starving when I get home from work B.) is not only starving but impatient, and C.) cannot cook worth crap. So, Friday night, Daniel and I went to Target to pick out a crock pot to add to our teeny, tiny, already overcrowded, kitchen.
So, as I’ve mentioned before, Daniel is a foodie, which means he actually likes to cook (bizarre, I know), which further means that he has never owned a crock pot either and was, in fact, fairly dubious about using canned soup in our first slow cooker experiment. It does not sit well with him. No it does not. But, we decided to try this simple sounding chicken/mushroom thing in the new 5qt. crock pot using canned soup. 5 quarts is a lot larger than a person who is unfamiliar with crock pots might suspect.
The recipe we dug up called for 3 chicken breasts, a can of mushrooms (Daniel insisted on using fresh mushrooms – there is only so much the man can handle!), chopped onion, a can of cream of mushroom soup, a can of cream of chicken soup, and some chicken stock. Here’s where things go awry.
The recipe was intended for a 2-3 quart crock pot. Not a 5 quart crock pot. So, not knowing if one can cook a 2-3 quart recipe in a 5 quart pot, we thought, “well hey, we’ll just double the recipe and have some leftovers to freeze for lunches”. This meant we used 4 cans of soup plus double the chicken stock. We happily opened cans and started dumping shit, willy nilly, into the crock pot. We peered at the disgusting mess staring back at us from the pot and looked at each other.
“Should we stir it?”
“Well, the recipe doesn’t say to stir it. I’m sure it’ll all just meld together in the next six hours, right?”
”Yeah, let’s just put the lid on and leave it alone”
So we went about our Saturday business which included cleaning, laundry, washing the car, etc. Some day you too can have a life this exciting!
An hour or two later, we decided we should probably stir it.
“Hmmm…it seems really…liquidy”
“Yeah, pretty soupy. Maybe it’ll thicken up a bit in the next 4 hours or so”
For dinner we cooked up some noodles and roasted some asparagus to accompany our first crock pot masterpiece. And when we proudly took the lid off of the crock pot, we were faced with soup. Soup with chunks of mushroom and onion and floating chicken breasts. That's right. We doubled everything EXCEPT the chicken. Uh-huh.
Okay, so our first foray into the exciting but dangerous world of slow cooking was sort of a failure. But we are hopeful, and will try again.
If anyone can offer any crock pot expertise, or slow cooker words of wisdom, we’d be most grateful.