Forgive me if I fail to make any sense today. That extra hour of ďsleepĒ I was supposed to get last night sort of backfired. I ended up turning the clocks back before I went to bed, as instructed, and then staying up until the usual time, meaning an extra hour of being awake instead of an extra hour of sleep. So this morning when I couldnít stay in bed any longer, it was an hour earlier than it should have been, but I was an hour more tired than I should have been.
And what was the first thing I did after getting out of bed today? (Okay, the second thing.) I was in the kitchen browning hamburger for crock pot taco soup. Itís the only recipe I make regularly that uses red meat, and it requires the extra step (and extra pan and extra clean-up). Itís only the second time Iíve made it, so ďregularlyĒ should be taken with a grain of salt (which I do not add), and the original recipe (Paula Deenís) is for a crock pot about twice the size of mine, so I always have to make adjustments in ingredients, and Iím still in the experimental phase. It was pretty good last time; it wasnít quite as good this time, but I know what to do next time. I think.
I have three other recipes in regular slow cooker rotation. One I call Southwest Soup, because thatís a variation on the name itís given in the Tastefully Simple recipe book. Another I call Northwest Soup, because I got the recipe from reader bg, for which much thanks. And the third is the chili recipe I got from Travis in Arizona (again, thanks). What they have in common is that I donít have to buy too many fresh ingredients before I make them. As long as I keep my larder stocked with various cans of beans and tomatoes, Iím in good shape.