Some say it’s a soggy mess while others claim it’s the best invention since bread.

Whether you love them or not, Crock-Pots have made a huge influence in the culinary world.

In defense of the glorious Crock-Pot

It’s finally Friday and you’ve got yourself a nice, relaxing weekend planned. You’re listening to your favorite song on the way home when you remember you are in charge of cooking dinner.

All of a sudden, flashes of dirty dishes, a crowded kitchen, and a pot taking what feels like hours to boil invade your mind.

Then you remember the amazing culinary device sitting in the pantry: the Crock-Pot.

Now, all of your nightmares have turned into thoughts of an easy, savory dinner. How wonderful.

On Sunday afternoons when you just want to take a nap, the Crock-Pot quickly becomes your best friend.

Throw all of your ingredients into it and then you get to lay down as it cooks your dinner.

It holds all of the flavor and you don’t dirty an overabundance of dishes.

It’s also incredibly convenient. Going to your aunt’s house for Christmas but you need a way to carry the pot of green beans you prepared without it going cold or burning you?

I introduce you to the Crock-Pot, the plug-in pot with a protective metal shell that keeps you from burning your palms.

I never understood the hatred thrown upon crockpots, but I will defend them forever.

Please no — not another Crock-Pot meal

School is hard. Early mornings to late afternoons with people you didn’t ask to be around. Homework is piling up and the ACT has drained any energy left in you.

Then you come home and there it is. A Crock-Pot, slowly cooking the dinner you feel like you’ve tasted a million times before.

No one wants Crock-Pot food. It’s like when a dog is begging for human food because they’re sick of eating their kibble everyday.

There are a million food options out in the world, yet my mom always goes back to her beloved Crock-Pot.

It’s a bit concerning how you can really just throw anything into a Crock-Pot. People will seriously put anything in there — sweets, meats, cheeses, you name it.

I once saw a person on my Facebook make bread pudding in a Crock-Pot; that is an action humans were never meant to do.

I genuinely get sick when thinking about meat sitting in the Crock-Pot for hours, slowly getting warmer.

The meat turns to mush and it’s just not something anyone should be ingesting.

Nothing about the Crock-Pot sounds edible to me. I prefer to have my meat on the grill, charred even.