Generally speaking, crock pot meals can be left on the counter to simmer all day. Upon your return, there’s something wonderful waiting for dinner. This is not one of those effortless crock pot suppers. It requires time to prep. Lots of time. If you have a hectic morning schedule, then this needs to be a weekend supper. Soaking wood chips, making a parchment-paper pouch, rubbing meat with a spice-rub (not to mention mixing up the rub) may require more time, effort and energy than what’s available on a crazy Monday morning. However; have a cup of coffee, relax and take all the time in the world to get your pot roast going, yeah that might be a Sunday supper.
In my many decades of cooking (more than I’m willing to count) I’ve whipped up some wonderful dishes over the years – long before I knew words like “blogging”. It never occurred to me to photograph the process. Even now, with my blog humming along, it’s not always possible to take step-by-step photos. Maybe if I planned my cooking events better. Most of the time my hands are such a mess I dare not touch the camera. I hope you don’t mind.
Have you ever noticed that as things change in life – like when the weather of one season gives way to another, your thoughts drift back to other times and similar experiences? As a warm summer fades into the orange hues of autumn, we fondly recall romps through piles of leaves as children. It’s just nature’s way to keep us from freaking out – when we see lightning zip across a dark sky, we know it’s lightning, having seen it before. Or a meteor shower will conger up memories of laying in the back yard, gazing up into the night’s sky and wishing as children do on a falling star.
If your house is like mine, there are all sorts of favorite cuisines gracing your dinner table. Hubby loves his Mexican Food, I’m a big fan of all things Italian and Kiddo – he likes just about everything from simple to gourmet. One thing we all agree on is Asian. Yum!
I will never forget the first time we tasted this wonderful slow cooker delight. Kiddo was enjoying a break from work, as business in the event industry tends to taper off in the winter. You would think Holidays would be a busy time. Perhaps in the past, that were true, when companies put on elaborate parties for their employees. These days, people would rather find a few extra dollars in their Christmas Stocking than to toast in the new year with the boss.
Did ya check out the photo for this recipe? This isn’t your typical Beef Stew. No carrots, no peas, none of your usual chunks of vegetables. Just stew meat, slowly simmered in a crock pot until fork-tender, a thick gravy made with beer, some herbs for seasoning . . . yeah strictly speaking this is meat and potatoes all the way. A man’s-man kind of stew.
Strange title, I know. But keep reading – it will make sense. I promise! This recipe was inspired by a recipe I found on allrecipes.com. It’s one of those awesome cooks itself recipes that we all love so much. Yep, I tweaked it a bit right out of the gate, and I am oh so glad I did.
This morning I was up early. I needed to get dinner into the crock pot before the family woke up and starter their day. I’ve made my Stroganoff in a crock pot many times before. Usually, I thinly slice an onion and brown it in a skillet. Usually, the base is a combination of beef broth and mushroom soup. Usually.
As pot roasts go, I really like a boneless chuck roast. It holds together well while slow-cooked in a crock pot and has a nice, beefy-flavor. That is not to say a chuck roast won’t cook up fork-tender – it will. Unless you take a fork and shred the roast, it will stay together. This is important – especially when transferring the roast from the crock pot to a serving platter. I would much rather serve nice big pieces of roast beef that you can really sink your teeth into than shredded meat more fit for a sandwich.
Once upon a time, the best thing about Crock Pot Suppers is that Kiddo was the “cook”. All I needed to do was plan the menu, then shop. Print out a recipe in the morning, and the rest was up to him. Now I’m the stay-at-home cook and Kiddo is a working man.