Sometimes my wife places a couple of lean-cut steaks in a slow cooker for a few hours, and then uses them to make tacos or burritos. She starts the cooker on a high setting to make sure that the steaks are nearly done internally, then she adds spices, onion, garlic, etc., and turns the slow cooker's temperature to low. A few hours later the steaks almost fall apart. She uses these steaks to make tacos, burritos, and so on.Given the popularity of a particular phrase in the lexicon of today (which my wife reflexively objects to), it is quite hard to convince her to make tacos on a Tuesday.
However, once she realized that my indiscriminate American palette was taking no offense to her use of roast beef out of a can for the taco meat, it made things much easier for her. Of course, my mother used to plop ground beef, lettuce and tomatos into a hard taco 'shell' and call that a taco when I was much younger - and I accepted it. So, there's that.![]()
I remember, as a kid, asking my mother to let me take care of the caramelized rice at the bottom of the pot. I found it quite delicious.I’ve always loved the fact that despite culinary discipline or region or country that we have different names to describe the same character of cooked rice ie; tahdig, soccarat, pogo, nooroongi (sp?). I think the current popular verbiage for this is “scorched or lava rice”. Anyways, we collectively have taken the time to name the same delicious caramelized rice.
I have a similar love for the brown, caramelized edge & bottom of a gooey, cheesy baked macaroni and cheese.