Crockpot Challenge: South of the Border
Posted on | February 24, 2008 2 Comments | e-mail | print
Sunday night is Challenge Night! On the menu: Burrito Casserole. Ole!
Picture a lasagna, reimagined Mexican style, with tortillas for noodles and refried beans for ricotta. It isn’t as gross as it sounds, but I believe my intestinal tract would give me a stern talking to if I tried it for a second time.
- 1 1/2 pounds lean ground beef
- 1 can (16 ounces) refried beans
- 1 medium onion, chopped
- 1 red or green bell pepper, chopped
- 1 envelope burrito or taco seasoning mix
- 1 jalapeno pepper, minced, or use 1 can chopped mild green chiles
- 1 1/2 to 2 cups salsa
- 1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
- 6 to 8 corn tortillas, cut in strips
It feels … counterintuitive to put something so lacking in liquid into a crockpot and then walk away, but that’s what I did. The result was expectedly rather mushy, though with plenty of appealing burrito flavor. Being the colossal wuss that I am, I included a mere fraction of the onion called for and none of the jalapenos. Nonetheless, the meal continues to speak to me, and I cannot wholly blame it on my ongoing medical condition; some of the fault lies squarely in my stupid decision to cook Mexican. Everyone knows what burritos will do to a body.
What you might not realize is that Burrito Casserole is an A-1 way to throw your preschooler into a tailspin of rebellion. It began the moment he caught a glimpse of his (beautifully plated yet) monochromatic meal. Seconds after being placed into his seat, a fork was brandished and several cc’s of ground beef suddenly sailed through the air, landing with a thwack several feet away. Disciplinary time-out was established out of earshot, so that his father and I could confess to one another that the meal that sat in front of us may very well have deserved a small, puddle-jumping flight such as Owen’s portion received. Nothing so fancy as a first-class ticket, or even coach, but definitely a little Cessna headed to the bin.
There was bound to be a downer in Crockpot Challenge. Perhaps it was the Mexican flavorings; perhaps it was that I attempted to cook a meal that didn’t involve an entire stick of butter or block of cream cheese. Nevertheless, a lesson has been learned, and at the very least I have saved myself six long minutes of transcribing the recipe by hand onto a 4x6” index card, to be hoarded for the day several months in the future when I might wish to repeat myself.
For that, at least, we can all be grateful. And by we all, I mean me.
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February 24th, 2008 @ 8:50 pm
you are a brave woman. did owen eat any of it? it looks good. i just don’t know.
Reply to thisFebruary 24th, 2008 @ 11:35 pm
I ate my portion. It was certainly edible, but leftovers were out of the question. And I won’t be making that one again.
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