My name is Ashley, and I’m a crock-whore.
I admit it. I have become completely dependent on my slow cooker. My crock-pot wins me friends, impresses my coworkers, and keeps me from FREAKING OUT on my hungry husband who DAILY calls me to ask “what I’m thinking about for food.” My slow cooker has slowly changed my identity. No longer am I someone who eats taco bell three nights in a row because all the pans in my kitchen are dirty. Gone are the days of Read More