On Sunday’s we crockpot.  Football, crisp autumn air, crunching in the leaves, wearing scarves, eating soups and stews out of cold weather bowls and getting that warm, fuzzy feeling.   This meal was created by total happenstance.  I wanted a crockpot dinner but didn’t have a plan so I worked with what I had.  And it worked.  My husbands words:  “Oh this is good. It’s not to tomatoey. I like it.” He’s weird about tomatoes.   So it passed the test and now have another crockpot recipe to add to my collection.  This made for a yummy one dish meal and I topped mine with a dollop of low fat…