After the high of sharing my love for my Crock Pot I decided to roast a chicken last night. I looked at my darling Crock Pot, no, the Air Fryer (my new love), no…and settled on the instant pot as an experiment.
I won’t go on, but it was excellent. Finished it off in the oven and 3 of us ate an entire chicken. Don’t judge. But the revelation was in the bottom. I read somewhere to put stock in the bottom, so I did, then I mixed Cornstarch in, after taking out the chicken and had the best gravy ever. Husband kept asking if I was absolutely sure I had not snuck a packet mix in there. Rude.
I always make chicken stock in the Crock Pot after roasting a chicken. Carcass, any veges, leftover gravy and an onion go in. And about a litre of water (translate that Mericans). Actually maybe more like 1.5L. Then cook on slow for 12 hours.
I am trying to empty the cupboards and freezer at the moment so decided to make risotto. The stock had just finished…people! I used the stock. I spooned it from the Crock Pot to the pan. It had so much flavour that I am going to give myself a rubber star and pretend it is from a tyre company!
Right, I am over cooking now. With all this anxiety I better get back to knitting. That will save the world!
I have never thought of doing the stock in the crock pot but now I’m game. I’m also doing a freezer-pantry cleanse right now. I used to enjoy cooking but into my seventh decade, I avoid it like the plague yet I enjoy home cooked meals.
I also use my slow cooker for making stock, then I freeze it. I so enjoy the the overwhelming sense of virtue, then proceed to forget all about it until the next time I clean the freezer out.