But we are. Pot roast.
Easy enough, huh? Lightly brown it, drop it in a crock pot, add some broth or water, later add veggies, and voila dinner! It's simple, easy, delicious, hearty, and filling, right? Right. Unless . . .
. . . the dogs steal it off the counter. And eat it. Raw. Mostly thawed. All 3.5 pounds of it. Damn dogs.
You may wonder the reason we ARE having pot roast tonight. It's called the grocery store. Thank you, Sprouts. Dinner is almost ready, and it's pot roast. Surprisingly it's beef, not dog.
Damn Dogs.
Monday, October 13, 2008
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3 comments:
Oh no!!! Bad dogs!
Looks like everyone is having pot roast for dinner. Did Steve and Pippin and Mackey thank you for their beautiful meal?
Ha! Yeah, sounds like the entire Haney family feasted on pot roast! ;)
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