May 22, 2007
Tonight, I cooked our crock pot for dinner. I mean, I literally cooked our crock pot. I turned the burner on and melted the crock pot. It is stinky like plastic on our house now and set the fire alarm off which kind of freaked out Ethan. Luckily dinner is not ruined. Why was it on the burner, you ask? Because the only plug I can use to use the crock pot is next to the stove and the only place to put the crock pot is on the burner while it is in use. I just turned on the wrong burner. Which I do all of the time, for some reason, despite the handy pictures they provide to ensure you use the right burner. I don’t know if I will buy a new crock pot. I have only used it half a dozen times in the last 7 years. What a stinky mess.
Comments
Tisra:
UG. Burnt plastic is one of “those smells”. I feel the same way about crock pots. My mom diddn’t use one much (so I never got in the habit), and we never got one as a wedding gift. Then, a few years ago, there was this cool looking one at Costco with two inserts and, somehow, Eric and I came to the conclusion that we should own a crock pot. Don’t use it much still.
May 22, 2007 4:54 PM
shane:
quit blaming the lack of outlets.
May 22, 2007 7:52 PM