Day 259- TGIFridays

I thought I was sooooo smart when I planned the meals this week.  Tonight we were supposed to have delicious pork BBQ sandwiches.  I have been craving them since Sunday, and I was so excited that tonight was finally the night.

I put my pork and sauce and all the goodies into the crockpot before I left for work this morning.  I left it on low and was delighted at the thought that half of our dinner would be made when I got home.  From the time I stepped out of my car this afternoon (early evening, really), I could smell the wonderful fragrance wafting out into the garage from the kitchen.  Mmm... barbecue goodness. 

Unfortunately, as I opened the door and stepped inot the kitchen, this scent changed.  I gave Tom a puzzled look, and he said, "Man, I know... it's bad."  He then proceeded to show me the char in the crockpot surrounding our brick of pork.  Sad.

I pride myself on my skills in the kitchen, and I fancy myself a pretty decent cook.  This was not my fault, I promise!!  Somehow Tom and I chose the mother of all crockpots when we registered for our wedding (he was the gun holder... this is totally on him), and that is what we have been dealing with ever since.  I thought the whole point of a crockpot was to leave things to slow cook in it all day.  I didn't think it was possible to overcook something so badly when it was on low.  We think the issue is due to the fact that the dang thing is way too big for the stuff we put in it, unless we're making something extra extra saucy.

Our loss was TGIFriday's gain.  They sent us home with some takeout to save the night.  We didn't even have to do the dishes!

Thank you, TGIFriday's, you made my day.


Tom said…
Whoa... hang on! I didn't pick out the crockpot. I just wanted the fancy knives and $300 blender.

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