Lately I've been digging working late into the afternoon/evening. Making dinner puts a cramp in my style, man, so I enlist the help of my trusty crock pot. Yesterday after lunch I threw:

1.5 lbs of pork loin cut into 1 inch cubes
2 1/2 cups of store bought salsa, thanks Costco
1 small can diced green chiles
salt and pepper

In a crockpot on high for 4 to 6 hours. If I'd remembered early I could have cooked it on low for 8 hours. Right before dinner, while prepping some lettuce and tomatoes and stuff I threw a can (drained) of small red beans into the crock pot.

Once the beans were heated through we made tostadas that were super dee-lish and watched, you may smite me down now Lord, our version of church -- The Vicar of Dibley.

Still lots of leftovers, so no cooking today. Maybe a nap because of my experience ALL LAST NIGHT -- here is a one minute sketch:

Note mouth-smothering paw, chest-poking paw, crotch-poking paw, and the paw that always manages to find the most tender or bruised part of your leg to step on. Maybe it is the full moon, but Bebop is on my list.