We got a slow cooker!! I know I’m about 30 years late to this party, but better late than never, right?
Plus, what you might not know is that Ben and I are getting married in 3 weeks and I’m catering the party, so I think the slow cooker will become my best friend on the day.
Tonight I’m just playing around with it and what better to play around with than to challenge it?
Smoky, spicy and meaty- goulash is a soul warming stew of Hungarian roots. I have always had a more American version of it, which seems to lack all the depth of spices of the original version. Here I’m aiming to combine the two for a goulash with all of the spices but more of a tomato background.
Also, I’m using vegetarian mince rather than chunks of seitan, but you could do either!
After a cool evening spent swimming in the British sea, this was the perfect meal to come home to. Along with a hot cup of tea (what a British thing to say), this instantly warmed us to our cores. It was spicy without being hot and gave me that lovely warm feeling of pure satisfaction.
- 1 pound (454 g) veggie mince or seitan cut in to 1 inch chunks
- 2 cups chopped onion
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 2 TBSP all-purpose (plain) flour
- 1 TBSP smoked paprika
- 1 tsp salt
- 1 tsp freshly cracked black pepper
- ½ tsp dried thyme
- 1 (14 oz) can chopped tomatoes, undrained
- 2 carrots, peeled and cut into 1-1/2-inch chunks
- 1 red pepper, cut in to chunks
- 1 bay leaf
- ½ cup vegan sour cream or plain yogurt
- Salt and pepper to season
- In a slow cooker, combine mince (or seitan chunks), onion, and garlic; mix well.
- In a small bowl, combine flour, paprika, salt, pepper, and thyme; mix well.
- Add to mince mixture, tossing to coat well.
- Add tomatoes with liquid, carrots, red pepper and bay leaf; mix well.
- Cover and cook on HIGH setting 4-1/2 to 5 hours hours or on LOW setting 8 to 9 hours, or until onions have cooked right down.
- Remove and discard bay leaf.
- Top with vegan sour cream or yogurt.
- Serve over noodles or rice.
Slight problem with this dish. Well major problem if you have a girlfriend, wife or partner who is picky about your appearance. It gets everywhere; over your clothes, face and possibly expensive new furniture. It is so yummy, you will not be able to resist cramming it down as quickly as possible and not probably paying not quite enough attention to how it gets into your tummy as you probably should.
I didn’t even notice to be honest. It was only Jen’s look, partly of love, partly of exasperation, partly of amusement, that told me that I not been as accurate as I could have been. “You look like a small child!” she said, as she often does, wiping the residue of my face like a concerned mother. “As long as you have not got it onto our couch.” I was going to correct her and tell her it was called a sofa, but I thought that might be pushing it.
As much as I feel a bit foolish about being messy though, Jen’s influence is starting to rub off on me. I am improving. I am still wont to create a mess, but I am starting to notice when I do. At lunch yesterday for instance, I noticed when I ate this cold, I had splotches over my nice clean white shirt. Oops.