I noticed the amount of sugar “non-sugar added” applesauce had in it the other day when I needed it for a recipe, and that did it. I decided to make my very own. So easy, I’ll never go back! And of course, it can be made in the CROCK POT! Yippie!
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Making applesauce from scratch
Posted in Sauces, tagged Apple, Applesauce, crock pot, Golden Delicious, military wife, slow cooker, Sugar on February 20, 2013| 7 Comments »
Tomato relish in the crock pot
Posted in Sauces, tagged black-eye peas, crock pot, military spouse, slow cooker, tomato relish, tomatoes on January 7, 2012| 3 Comments »
I’m not much of a sauce/relish type girl. I like my food plain, usually saltless and sugarless from years of food rules in my head commanding what I could and could not eat. I’m even offended when gravy intrudes upon my perfect virgin mashed potatoes. My mother likes to say I simply have no taste buds, personally I think they seem to only respond to sugar. But when you’re cooking for someone else AND that someone is a spice lover….it’s a real game changer. I made this when a creative front blew through while trying to get rid of overripe tomatoes. I topped my Jack and the beanstalk black eye pea concoction with juicy relish over pine nut-brown rice; each part cooked separately in the crock pot. It was a crock pot kind of day…
Spicy, low-fat Marinara sauce
Posted in Sauces, Vegetarian, tagged Chef Paul Prudhomme Herbal Pizza and Pasta Pasta Magic, crock pot, diced tomatoes with green chilies, homecooking, homemade marinara sauce, Jamie Oliver, low-fat marinara, military spouse, Pizza and Pasta Magic, slow cooker, spicy marinara on July 23, 2011| 9 Comments »
In Brazil, no one cooks out of cans. It’s foreign to them. I remember the first time I witnessed homemade marinara sauce cooked on the stove. Created by a Salvadorian Brazilian girl named Heloisa in a flat we shared in Florence, Italy, she stirred it with a wooden spoon, letting it bubble and ooze. She told me I needed to stop my American nonsense of buying bottles of ketchup and squirting it over my spaghetti, like it was a real meal. Sure, it tasted like crap but I wasn’t making much money. What was the big deal?
Unfortunately at that time in my life, cooking was not a priority. Heloisa showed me how to make Brazilian mariana, but today all I remember was that I was hungry, it smelled good and I was eyeing her Coco-Puffs on top of the refrigerator. I kept thinking if I ate them for dinner, I would be expected to buy her a new box the next time I went to the grocery. Ahh, wasted youth.