Pulled pork disaster

Tonight, dinner was easy: pulled pork. However, it hasn't always been easy. I've struggled with the same pulled pork recipe several times this past year, I sure hope you can learn from my misfortunes.

A little over a year ago my husband and I invited my parents over for dinner for my dad's birthday. I had recently discovered a simple recipe for pulled pork sandwiches, a perfect birthday dish. In the morning of this birthday dinner I followed all the directions. I put the tenderloin in the crock pot with a can of root beer. Easy right? I then went to work with the understanding that the pork would be cooked and ready to go when I got home. 

After work, I picked my husband up from the Go Station and headed home. We had been in a bit of a rush to get home, since I knew there were still a few things I needed to do (and dishes to hide) before my parents arrived. When we arrived home, I headed straight to the kitchen to check on the pork. To my surprise and utter horror, it was still completely raw. I had forgotten to turn on the crock pot. How stupid of me to forget such a simple task.

This past week my husband and I felt it was time to host family dinner. I thought it would be appropriate to attempt the pulled pork recipe again. I had recently made it for our camping trip this summer, so I knew exactly how easy it was to prepare, and how many it could feed. That morning however, I distinctly remember turning on the crock pot and setting it to low for 8 hours. Confident this time, I then went to work. Since it was a Wednesday, I knew my husband would be working from home and I had considered calling him on my break to request he check on the pork. I thought better of it since I distinctly remembered the little yellow light moving to highlight the low setting. Confident I had succeeded this time, I got back to work and finished the day. 

When I arrived home that evening, I headed straight to the kitchen to check on the pork. To my surprise and utter horror, again, it was still completely raw. Confused and frustrated I thought my crock pot had simply died. But my husband and I determined that the crock pot was still working fine, the outlet however, was not. Having to order in again, I had trouble keeping my composure since apparently I am not meant to prepare pulled pork for my poor dad. 

I did cook the tenderloin after they left and my husband and I enjoyed pulled pork sandwiches for dinner tonight and dinner for nights to come, since I have plenty more in the freezer.

I have now shared the recipe with my parents and have told them not to expect it from me. I won't attempt it for them again, for I know full well how it will turn out: raw.



Kage