With the cold weather blowing in earlier this week, I was in the mood for crockpot cookin'.
1 pound of cubed buffalo meat, lots of new potatoes, lots of carrots, and lots of kale (but I didn't add the kale until the last 20 minutes of warmin'), and a quart of beef broth (made from "better than bullion" - next time I want to try it with miso as the broth).
Hubby brought home Dakota bread from Great Harvest, and we had bread and stew for dinner Tuesday and Wednesday nights, and then I had it for lunch on Thursday as well. The boy who now eats everything turned it down.
Have I mentioned the boy now eats everything? Parents of picky eaters, there is hope! After getting by for 14 years on milk, peanut butter, and Annie's Mac & Cheese (macaroni cheese shells and cheese, as they were known lovingly in our house for so many years), and growing to 6 foot two, at some point the taste buds shift just enough, and the hunger grows enough, that those limited food choices miraculously expand to include just about every item imaginable. Except for my crockpot buffalo vegetable stew.
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You know, it was just about the same with Chicken Nugget Girl. Though the transition took place at 13 and was driven by a new-found vegetarianism philosophy. She just realized that to save animals she was going to have to murder vegetables so she went after it with gusto!
At any rate, congratulations! Wonder why the stew got rejected?
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