Oh, no. Not again.

Crock Pot Recipe Tryouts: Third in a series! jcgbigler's Generic All-Purpose Recipe with aleeceh's Follow Your Nose Method. Stay tuned for zany kitchen antics! How can CJ goof up THIS one?

I threw in:
one (1) package of stew beef chunks, thawed*
one (1) small pile of chopped up bits of onion
one (1) small handful of ground black pepper (maybe a bit over a teaspoon?)
one (1) largish handful of some green herby thing that smelled good (okay, it was thyme)
two (2) shakes of the garlic powder shaker
enough (about 1/3 bottle) red wine (Yellow Tail Shiraz/Grenache blend*) to almost cover the meat chunks

I forgot to throw in:
The chopped up red and green bell peppers (oops)

I opted not to add:
another leafy thing (sage??) that just didn't smell very good to me right then

I turned it on low and wandered off. I'll see how it is this evening! (I might sniff it and add the peppers for a bit. Or I might decide it smells nothing like what peppers should go with, and keep those for later.)

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* How MUCH beef? Oh come on, you think I know that? I'm lucky I took the plastic wrap off it.
* Hey, now I know what wine to pair with dinner. BONUS!

Flu, food, death

Well, there's a heck of a subject line. It's just a hodgepodge update.

1. Flu shots today. Painless going in, very achy now. Not my usual pattern.

2. If beef burgundy and pot roast had a child, they would taste like my dinner. Except mine's more dry and could use a little salt. (Next time a little more of all the seasoning stuff.) I was ravenous when I walked in the door, so there was no question of adding peppers or anything. I made some rice with the broth and started chowing down. Again the kitties displayed a comical level of interest.

3. My uncle's very likely not going to make it. He had a heart attack yesterday while driving; his vehicle was broadsided probably not long afterwards. He's not breathing on his own and as of this morning there's no normal brain activity. The family will probably decide to do the merciful thing some time in the next day or so. My heart goes out to his sons and daughters. Me, I wasn't all that close to him, but they've always been an incredibly tight-knit family. Most still live within blocks of each other. And they're the ones who'll have to make that heartrending decision.