The words “cook” or “chef” and “Michael LoRé” don’t belong in the same sentence. They never have. They never will. Well, except just now, but you get the point. Much like my non-existent artistic and musical talents, I lack competent culinary capabilities. I guess all of those skills were maxed out between my writing and sarcasm. Continue reading “An Ode to My Slow Cooker” →