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I have an unnatural hatred for Crock Pots.  They represent to me all of the final product of cooking, without any of the fun or work.  Open some cans, put in some meat, and presto change-o, 8 hours later you have something that is technically edible.  Sure, it’s still just a bunch of canned shit combined, which you could probably create on the stove in under an hour.

I love the prep of cooking for real, I love chopping and sauteeing, I love making sauces, I love braising and grilling and broiling and baking and steaming and blanching and boiling and brining and all those awesome techniques.  Crockpotting seems like a shortcut to a result based on laziness and canned goods, and that seems like nothing I want to eat.