Two years ago my Dad died from pancreatic cancer, and the world lost a wonderful person and a pretty fantastic cook. If my basic cooking strategy is to use fresh ingredients and simple preparation, my Dad's cooking strategy was to always cook things low and slow. I loved coming home from college on weekends because I could count on trying one of his experimental hotdishes. No matter how bizarre the ingredients (potato chips, rice, and vegetable soup - really?), they were always delicious and tasted better the next day. Holidays were also a special occasion because my Dad's formula for entertaining guests was for every three guests you needed two different types of meat. I'm sure my decision to become vegetarian is in some because I know that no one will ever make a prime rib like Duke could!
This recipe of my Dad's is one of my personal favorites, and it certainly was a crowd pleaser! Cooked low and slow in one of his beloved crock pots, this dish really sums up all of the flavors of my childhood. The first time he made it we tasted it together and debated what, if anything, it needed. His eyes lit up and he said, "I know what it's missing," and he proceeded to add 1/2 lb. of butter to the crock pot. And he was right!