If you live in St. Louis, you know it's been hot. Really really fucking hot. And humid, as usual. Aside from a window unit in our bedroom, we are air conditioned splendor-less. Mostly we can deal with it, but when there are sequential days of mid-90s and beyond, it gets rather uncomfortable. We are now preparing for five or six more days of uncomfortable. I am dreading it, truly.
In this kind of heat, cooking becomes fairly unattractive. Last week I had a hankering for roast pork with the peach and jalapeno jam I made a couple weeks ago. I found a nice boneless rolled pork roast, sprinkled it with salt, pepper and garlic, and stuck it in the crock pot for a few hours. When it was basically completely cooked, I poured a little of the jam over it and let it cook for about an hour more. Although the jam wasn't as spicy as I would have liked, it did add a nice flavor to the pork. Steamed new potatoes and salad were nearly heatless sides.