Heaven forbid we come anywhere near St. Patrick's day and not have corned beef and cabbage. So, to alleviate the Canadian's fears of a beef-less existence, I let him make a batch yesterday. Always searching for the perfect recipe, this time Chris crock-potted it in a mix of two bottles of beer and one bottle of water.
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As is true with any application, booze made it better. It was so tasty that Chris drank a cup of straight juice. Like a hot spiced beer toddy.
We bought two roasts at the store so we can do this party all over again next weekend!
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