Crock Pots

This happened once to me. I was cooking food, put the oven on something low, like 200, and went about my business. About 10 minutes later, I smell smoke, the alarm is going off, and I race over the oven. The broiler is going full blast, my food is on fire, and I'm freaking out. I turn the oven off, but the broiler is still going. It's not just still glowing from the residual heat, but it's still active. About 10 minutes later, it all shut down, and I never had a problem with the oven again, although everybody's kitchen got renovated about a month later so it's not like I spent a lot more time with it.

I think two weeks might be a bit much.

I really only use them for making beans, which I leave on for the 8 hours I'm at work. I deem it safe, but I'm also a burgerlard, so I might be inherently retarded by euro standards. I used to make a lot of ham hock stews, but my roommate hates stews so those don't get made often. Excellent for bone broths in my experience.

>shot point blank with a .25 caliber
Bullshit, Everyone on /k/ knows that caliber enters your skull and bounces around turning your brain into scrambled eggs.

That's .22, .25 ACP is even weaker.

Terrible for cooking.
Good for keeping things warm.

Well, you don't /k/now shit then. It hit my high density glasses and refracted into my sinus cavity. He was shorter than me and pointing up into my face. And don't think for a minute there was even a second to react. I was standing at a counter in the back of the store bullshitting with the pharmacist/owner who was a friend of mine when he looked to my right and said can I help you and I turned to look who he was talking to and the next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor and he was firing at the pharmacist. I knew I'd been shot when I saw him shoot the pharmacist. The pharmacist slumped to the floor and he turned back to take care of me. I started acting like I was having convulsions, he grinned, stuck the gun behind his back and started walking to the front of the store. I ran out the back door, blood spewing out like a fountain from under my eye. In the emergency room they did a brain and upper body x-ray - no bullet or metal fragments. Five years later started having pain in my right side. Everything normal. Finally did a Xray and you could put calipers on the damn thing and see it was .25 caliber. How'd it get in the liver? No one knows.

As I said, that was one of the incidents where I should have died.

Yeah, he was. Why, was it you?

>phd in music

I have a BA, but I'm not particularly impressed by your capabilities when you don't know the basics of elementary home electronic circuitry.

I suggest you go blow your Phd horn and see what pops up.

My problem with crockpots is just that you can't sear with them.
Okay, you can with some models where you can either put it on the stovetop or it has a high temp function or you could just sear in a pan and transfer it, but I don't get this "do it before work" meme. First thing in the morning I'm not browning chicken. I'd rather do that the night before and then put it in the fridge in the morning and reheat for dinner.

A better solution is a GOOD banquet electric frypan with good temp control and a decent element. It's wide enough to get a decent amount of searing going. The shape is far more functional for searing and then slow cooking. That's honestly the problem with crockpots and dutch ovens. You need to sear in batches if you're filling them all the way up because they're shaped for stove elements. If they're shallow with a large surface you don't need to do shit in batches.