This is one of our Le Creuset pots. I think the Mister calls it a "Dutch Oven." Whatever. Anyway... Let me explain. I love it because a) it's Le Creuset... one of the best makers of kitchen ware around (can you tell I'm trying to avoid using the word p o t too much... not sure if this entry would show up in a google search for that word... and well, I just don't want that!). I also love it because b) it makes this:
That is one of the easiest dinners to make... pot roast! Around 3:00 this afternoon, I browned my roast in some oil, added some red wine, salsa, onion, carrots, potatoes, and onion soup mix, and voila! Three hours later, dinner is served. And I just LOVE the potatoes that have been cooked with a roast. I think I LOVE them more than the roast itself. Yummm!
But you can also tell in this picture one of the reasons I hate it. Can you guess? If you guessed that it's a booger to clean, you are right! See that oil splatter (I guess that's what it is) around the top of the dutch oven? Yeah, it's a pain in the patootie to clean. Because Le Creuset's are made with cast iron (I think), you can't soak them for very long or submerge them in water because the top rim will start to rust. Nice.
The other reason I hate it is because of it's color. Flame. That's what the color is called. And there is not a single other thing in my kitchen that is that color (on purpose). And get this... we have 2 Le Creuset's this color. We bought the first one at a Chef's Catalogue warehouse sale many many years ago. I think we bought this color because it was the lesser of two evils. I don't really recall what the choices were, but surely they were atrocious if this is what we thought was best. And then when we bought the second one, it had to match the first. Because that is what you do. I know, I don't really get it either.
So there you have it. My love/hate relationship with my dutch oven.
Oh, and I know some of you might be falling out of your chair simply at the thought of me cooking. The Mister is out of town this week, and we ate out last night as well as the night before that, so I had to cook. And no, no one has died from my cooking. Hmmpf.
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