OK, so, I had I not set the CrockPot to HIGH, I'm sure that the Dr. Pepper Pork would have cooked slower, maybe not have left a seared cola residue on my pot, and would have resulted in a more tender, less dried out cut of meat.
As it was, it wasn't much different from any other pork I've done via slow cooker. I threw some BBQ sauce on my serving, threw it on a Sandwich Thin, and called it dinner.
Meanwhile, I'm still hungry, I didn't even bother to cook the corn or assemble the slaw...
Why? Because weigh-in is tomorrow, and I really, really, really want to get over this hump and get my 40 pound sticker. Note - this sticker is a star - I get one every five pounds to stick in my booklet. It is not, unfortunately a sticker weighing 40 pounds. Although, wouldn't that be impactful?
If my current stats hold, I'm closer to 39.6 pounds lost, and that would be a real pisser. Not that I deserve to lose 2.6 pounds tomorrow. I've been a little (or you know more than a little) careless this week - like, the cupcakes at the wedding, for starters.
So, I need to fix the slaw and corn, since Matt needs dinner, eventually. Although, he would probably be happier with a Hot Pocket, or even cereal - my nearly-burnt offering is somewhat lackluster.
Have I mentioned Matt doesn't eat mayo? This makes my life just that much harder. I prefer a mayo based slaw, but I end up with an abomination - usually an Asian derivation that leaves me cold. And since he never ate slaw growing up (because of the mayo) even the dumbed down version is a hard sell.
As for the corn, I think Matt is neutral on it, and actually, so am I.
So...
To summarize. Dr. Pepper pork will eventually get a do-over. Maybe.
And I'm probably not going to get that sticker tomorrow, so I might want to eat a healthy dinner now, rather than start foraging and making bad decisions at 10PM.
Revolutionary.
After dinner, I'm taking Lola outside while I work on my Picnic Invites. I got an email from a nosy Nelly in the club asking if I'd sent them. Really, homeslice? Do you really want to go there? No, you do not.
As it was, it wasn't much different from any other pork I've done via slow cooker. I threw some BBQ sauce on my serving, threw it on a Sandwich Thin, and called it dinner.
Meanwhile, I'm still hungry, I didn't even bother to cook the corn or assemble the slaw...
Why? Because weigh-in is tomorrow, and I really, really, really want to get over this hump and get my 40 pound sticker. Note - this sticker is a star - I get one every five pounds to stick in my booklet. It is not, unfortunately a sticker weighing 40 pounds. Although, wouldn't that be impactful?
If my current stats hold, I'm closer to 39.6 pounds lost, and that would be a real pisser. Not that I deserve to lose 2.6 pounds tomorrow. I've been a little (or you know more than a little) careless this week - like, the cupcakes at the wedding, for starters.
So, I need to fix the slaw and corn, since Matt needs dinner, eventually. Although, he would probably be happier with a Hot Pocket, or even cereal - my nearly-burnt offering is somewhat lackluster.
Have I mentioned Matt doesn't eat mayo? This makes my life just that much harder. I prefer a mayo based slaw, but I end up with an abomination - usually an Asian derivation that leaves me cold. And since he never ate slaw growing up (because of the mayo) even the dumbed down version is a hard sell.
As for the corn, I think Matt is neutral on it, and actually, so am I.
So...
To summarize. Dr. Pepper pork will eventually get a do-over. Maybe.
And I'm probably not going to get that sticker tomorrow, so I might want to eat a healthy dinner now, rather than start foraging and making bad decisions at 10PM.
Revolutionary.
After dinner, I'm taking Lola outside while I work on my Picnic Invites. I got an email from a nosy Nelly in the club asking if I'd sent them. Really, homeslice? Do you really want to go there? No, you do not.
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