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The first time I used a slow cooker, it felt like magic. I tossed in a few ingredients, went about my day, and came home to a perfect meal. But soon, I noticed the outside metal part looked greasy and dull. It didn’t feel right to leave it that way. Learning how to clean the […]

I used to toss pork fat without a second thought. Then I saw my grandma scoop creamy lard from a jar and fry eggs that smelled like home. That moment stuck. Years later, in my small kitchen, I learned how to render pork fat in a slow cooker. It was easy, clean, and surprisingly fun.

The first time I cooked rabbit, I was nervous. It looked nothing like chicken, and I had no idea what to do. So I grabbed my slow cooker—the same one I’d used for soups and stews. I kept it simple. A few herbs, garlic, and broth. Hours later, the rabbit was soft, rich, and full

I first tried cooking rice in a slow cooker on a busy weeknight. The stove was full, and I needed a side dish fast. I rinsed the rice, added water, and walked away. An hour later, I had soft, fluffy rice—no burning, no stress. That moment showed me something simple: rice doesn’t need babysitting. Today,

I used to own too many gadgets. A rice cooker. A pressure cooker. A slow cooker. My counter was crowded, and cleanup took forever. Then I learned how to use an Instant Pot as a slow cooker. One pot. Less mess. Same great meals. My beef stew came out rich and tender. The cleanup took

A few years ago, my oven stopped working on the day I had promised cake. I didn’t panic. I spotted my slow cooker and thought, can you bake in a slow cooker? It sounded odd, but I gave it a shot. The result was soft, moist, and better than I expected. That moment changed how

I used to walk past beef tongue at the market and never stop. It looked strange. I had no clue what to do with it. One day, I picked one up and thought, why not? I didn’t know how long to cook beef tongue in slow cooker mode. But I gave it a try. To

I once looked at beef fat as waste. After trimming a roast, I’d toss it in the bin. But one day, I paused. I remembered stories of how older generations turned scraps into something useful. That’s how I learned how to render beef fat in a slow cooker. Now, I see it as a gift.

Cooking for one can be easy. With the right slow cooker, it gets even better. You can make great food without standing by the stove. It saves time, cuts stress, and makes meals simple. A small slow cooker uses less power. It takes little space. It’s easy to clean. Just add your food, turn the

I still remember my first plastic cutting board. It was white, smooth, and cheaper than a sandwich. I bought it during my first year living alone. My kitchen had one knife, one pan, and that board. It saw every meal—onions, tomatoes, garlic. But the bright color didn’t last. Soon, orange streaks from carrots appeared. Then

I still remember my first cutting board. It was thick, wooden, and full of charm. I bought it from a small roadside shop during a road trip. For a while, it looked perfect. Then black spots began to show. First near the edges, then across the centre. I scrubbed hard, but they stayed. I even

I still remember the first time I saw mold on my favourite wood cutting board. It was a bright Saturday morning. I had just sliced tomatoes for breakfast. As I rinsed the board, a dark spot caught my eye. Small but strange. I leaned in closer. It wasn’t a burn. It smelled off. That board