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| Easy {slow cooker} carrot soup topped with cornbread croutons. |
What I love about slow cookers? The obvious. It's a no-brainer. (Such an odd expression. I mean, if I had no brain would I care about soup?) Wait. Are zombies no-brainers? If so, I can relate. Totally. I've been feeling zombie-ish again, assaulted by the second wave of pollinating hostile trees here in my hip little hamlet of Santa Monica by the sea. Excuse me while I honk.
The dreaded oak. My nemesis.
In spite of hopeful neti pot
usage I am brainless once again. Shambling. Screwing up paintings. Too tipsy for kettlebells (I visualize my zombie-pitiful grip during a swing, letting the kettlebell fly out my fifth floor aprtment window like a missile and knocking out some poor soul in the street below; if you read about a kettlebell incident in the news, I swear I'm innocent).
usage I am brainless once again. Shambling. Screwing up paintings. Too tipsy for kettlebells (I visualize my zombie-pitiful grip during a swing, letting the kettlebell fly out my fifth floor aprtment window like a missile and knocking out some poor soul in the street below; if you read about a kettlebell incident in the news, I swear I'm innocent).And craving comfort food in a big way.
That is, easy comfort food. Not complicated comfort food. Who wants to stand at a stove right before dinnertime, chopping and stirring and simmering, when you can chop and toss in the morning and let a Crockpot
do the work for you? Zip. Boom. Bonjour! The slow cooker must have been invented by a woman, right? Or maybe a zombie who had better things to do than sauté.
do the work for you? Zip. Boom. Bonjour! The slow cooker must have been invented by a woman, right? Or maybe a zombie who had better things to do than sauté.Free time. It's a gift.
Ask any zombie.
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