How does a busy writer make sure to have dinner on the table when they spent so much time lost in their imaginary world? Slow-cooker! What's the #1 sign I've been cooking at home too much this past year? I broke the knob off my old and faithful slow-cooker.
Mr. Munder to the rescue! He brought this shiny new fella home and I couldn't be happier. Just have to put my tactile marker dots on to mark the temps and I'm all set.
I posted this on some other media and received a slew of comments I should dive into the world of Insta-pots. What side of the fence do you sit on - Team Insta or Team Crockpot?
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