Parent Post: You have to fucking eat edition


Parent Post: You have to fucking eat edition

Coop vs. Pot Roast and Cooked Carrots

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  1. A. Miles DavisNovember 13, 2014 at 4:34 PM

    dude, fuck cooked carrots in their carrot asses.

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  2. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 4:35 PM

    But they're cooked in meat juice.

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  3. A. Miles DavisNovember 13, 2014 at 4:37 PM

    doesn't matter. cooked carrots are the devil's testicles.

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  4. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 4:37 PM

    Traitor.

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  5. Michael “Draco” RNovember 13, 2014 at 4:38 PM

    No, actually, he's correct.

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  6. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 4:40 PM

    You're all on time out. No TV.

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  7. Brian NewmanNovember 13, 2014 at 4:41 PM

    Pot roast and carrots are a perfect match!

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  8. A. Miles DavisNovember 13, 2014 at 4:41 PM

    look, he tried it. kudos for trying it.

    #FreeCoop

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  9. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 4:41 PM

    Brian Newman​ gets two desserts.

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  10. Michael “Draco” RNovember 13, 2014 at 4:41 PM

    BUT DAD

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  11. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 4:42 PM

    No buts!

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  12. Michael “Draco” RNovember 13, 2014 at 4:42 PM

    Heheh. Butts.

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  13. Brian NewmanNovember 13, 2014 at 4:42 PM

    Casey Garske Yay! You're the awesomest!

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  14. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 4:43 PM

    Now we're working on potatoes. He liked the pot roast.

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  15. Beloch ShrikeNovember 13, 2014 at 5:14 PM

    I've got no problem eating carrots, but I can't think of any time when I've ever enjoyed them.

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  16. Paul BeakleyNovember 13, 2014 at 5:14 PM

    You monster

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  17. Lex LarsonNovember 13, 2014 at 5:17 PM

    Boiled carrots are suboptimal, but roasted with pot roast? Yum!

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  18. Stephanie BryantNovember 13, 2014 at 5:19 PM

    Pot roast, cooked carrots, and potatoes are all amazing and I wish I were having dinner at Casey Garske 's house.

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  19. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 5:33 PM

    "Papa, are you taking a picture?"
    "No, I'm just looking at my phone for a second."

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  20. matt greenfelderNovember 13, 2014 at 7:24 PM

    Bonus: JLA cup.

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  21. Casey G.November 13, 2014 at 7:30 PM

    matt greenfelder​ I'm actually lucky there was no freak out that he didn't have the Wonder Woman cup.

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  22. Misha BNovember 14, 2014 at 6:48 AM

    Cooked carrots are the debil.  However, when they and the other vegetables are pureed into the drippings to thicken the gravy without adding flour or cornstarch, they become sublime.

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  23. Casey G.November 14, 2014 at 6:50 AM

    Ooo...that sounds interesting. But too fancy for us midwesterners. We like everything as bland as possible.

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  24. Misha BNovember 14, 2014 at 7:08 AM

    It's as bland as the rest of the meal. :)
    Seriously though, it's the best way to make gravy ever. Plus you can get the veggies into the kids without an argument.

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