This morning, I was marching double-quick to Zabar’s to buy a slow cooker. Slow cooker is the new term for The Kitchen Appliance Formerly Known As Crock Pot. I guess the crock pot people are trying to distance themselves from the image damage that’s been done by gunky nacho cheese dip and weenies in bbq sauce. Why was I hellbent for crock pot? Because Mrs. Lear has taken up slow cooking. And whatever Mrs. Lear is doing, I want to be doing. Mrs. Lear has got it goin’ on.
Passing 79th Street, I saw something that I would like to share.
(I love his shoes.)
I returned to my slow cooker quest, refreshed. In a mere 4 hours, I will have rice pudding to feed multitudes.
Mrs. Lear Wannabe in NYC