Dear reader,
This blogosphere is all a bit bland for my liking. I was promised a life (10 years under warranty), but two months following a bit of a last minute Christmas shopping, I have laid dormant next to the kitchen sink. I tried to talk to the thermostat but he's a bit temperamental, and was relegated to watching the cat next door piss all over the windowsill daily. I do have a patient disposition, they don't call me a slow cooker for nothing, but 8 hours is still a bit of a drag. Now, without mincing words, lets get to the point. I managed to form a pretty close relationship with a spider, and after doing a bit of a 'Charlotte's Web' kind of thing, my publicist has agreed to type up everything I write, on to a blog. Simple. This is all under the condition I produce food once a week, and I continue to dictate to the spider.
So, here for all you intrepid slow-cooking-crock-potting foodies, a tasteless easy to digest weekly post has arrived to help you pass the time.
Help me, a slow cooker on a mission, find the light.
Yours,
Gerald,
Crock-Pot in residence,
Oxford,
UK.
This blogosphere is all a bit bland for my liking. I was promised a life (10 years under warranty), but two months following a bit of a last minute Christmas shopping, I have laid dormant next to the kitchen sink. I tried to talk to the thermostat but he's a bit temperamental, and was relegated to watching the cat next door piss all over the windowsill daily. I do have a patient disposition, they don't call me a slow cooker for nothing, but 8 hours is still a bit of a drag. Now, without mincing words, lets get to the point. I managed to form a pretty close relationship with a spider, and after doing a bit of a 'Charlotte's Web' kind of thing, my publicist has agreed to type up everything I write, on to a blog. Simple. This is all under the condition I produce food once a week, and I continue to dictate to the spider.
So, here for all you intrepid slow-cooking-crock-potting foodies, a tasteless easy to digest weekly post has arrived to help you pass the time.
Help me, a slow cooker on a mission, find the light.
Yours,
Gerald,
Crock-Pot in residence,
Oxford,
UK.
