At the Crock-Pot Crossroads

There are few thrills in this world that compare to cracking the lid of a slow cooker and smelling the savory aroma of beef shanks wafting out into the kitchen. Some people go in for skydiving or heli-skiing, but when I want to get my pulse racing I break out some knuckle bones and start making a stock. There’s nothing like the pure rush of adrenaline I get every time I notice the liquid just starting to boil and decide to turn the setting from high to low.

Now, what I’m about to say is not directed at the faint of heart. But if you’re the sort of person who likes to base jump from a cliff into shark-infested waters while juggling two cans of gasoline and a lit torch you might be able to hack the soup recipe I’m about to drop on you. First collect a few potatoes, a carrot or two, and some chicken feet, and then-

I’m sorry. I can’t keep this up. I've thought about it, and there's no way to write riveting copy about a slow cooker. It’s true that I use ours a lot to make stocks and stews, and in the future I hope to share some of my favorite recipes, but at the end of the day there’s not too much to say about a cheap, ubiquitous, simple appliance that takes forever to cook anything.

We have plans to write about a variety of topics in the coming months, and while I’m confident some of them are interesting, others are of about the same caliber as the whole slow cooker thing. Are there any particular areas that you, our readers, would like to see us address? We’ll consider anything even loosely related to our project or farming in general. In fact, we’ll consider anything at all.

Garth Brown

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