I F*cking Love Crock-Pots

I’m not sure if I’ve ever written a post with a curse word in it, but this time I can’t help it.

crockpot Life of Dad - Dad Blog BloggerYesterday, when dinner was slowly cooking all day long in our kitchen, I couldn’t help but think, “I F*cking Love Crock-Pots.”

As a parent, I have found that around 5 or 6PM is often the most hectic part of the day. It’s dinner time, it’s bath time, and the kids are cranky.

What parent has time to cook a fancy meal every night with toddlers running around, right?

Yesterday morning, when at the grocery store, I decided that I wanted corned beef and cabbage for dinner. Why wait until St. Patrick’s day for this gem of a supper.

I bought corned beef, cabbage, and potatoes, and brought them home.  What did I do next? I cut up the potatoes, and put them and the corned beef in the crock-pot at about 9:30AM.

Then it was time to “Set that sh*t and forget that sh*t.”

And that’s what I did. I stirred every few hours, and I added the cabbage at 5PM.

At 6PM we had a delicious Irish dinner. Then we gave our kids a bath, and put them to sleep. We have never had such a simple evening.

I F*cking Love Crock-Pots.