Pot Roast…like Momma use to make
This is my second attempt at pot roast and its coming to you from the California desert…Death Valley to be exact. The high temperatures make outdoor excursions a little difficult to do, so I thought I would try combining two things I love: cooking and eating.
One of the many dishes I miss the most since my mom passed away years ago is her pot roast. As a kid, I’d do a little happy dance when I found out she was making pot roast. Suffice to say, I was a bit of a chubby kid.
My first attempt to make pot roast was about a year and a half ago and it wasn’t exactly a memorable experience. If anything, it was quite forgettable. The recipe called for using a bay leaf and let the roast marinate in wine while it cooked. These were the things that, while interesting, was nothing like my mom’s pot roast.
Borrowing the cooking methods from the bf’s mom, I decided to keep it simple. Because, sometimes simplicity is the way to go.
Here’s the finished product:

I seasoned my pot roast with the following ingredients:
Season salt (or, as I call it, the spice of the South)
Black pepper
Garlic powder
Onion powder
I didn’t just season it but I made sure to pat the seasons into the meat. Pat not hit or strike. Then I placed the uncooked meat in a pan with about ½ to 1 cup of water. To keep it from drying out. I wouldn’t recommend more than that because the meat expels a lot of water too.
Covering the dish with aluminum foil, I slow cooked the meat at 325F for about 4 hours. The cooking time can be longer depending on how frozen the meat is. My meat sat in the freezer all night and when I got up I took it out of the freezer around 9 am. I let it slowly thaw for about 4 or so hours when I put the meat in the oven around 2 pm.
Unlike the bf’s mom, I didn’t add any onions or the traditional side of potatoes. Not because I don’t like these items (because I do!) but I was lazy and living 57 miles from the nearest town or grocery store kind of inhibits the whole “pop over to the market.”
Overall, this was damn fine pot roast. Just taking that first bite reminded me of all the things I love about my pot roast and miss about my mom because she was a fine cook.
Definitely see this again in my future…once I get through eating about 3 lbs of pot roast by myself. I may share with my roommate. But, I’m not making any promises!














