Thinking that Roel's only objection to stew is the meat-in-gravy nature, cleverly articulated in The Rules as "like cat food", I devised a method to make a gravyless slow cooker beef stew, with a plan to drain off the accumulated juices and serve them on the side, after separating the meat from the vegetables, as a sauce. This, thinks I, he cannot possibly object to. It is, after all, just a plate of meat, a separate bowl of vegetables, and an entirely optional sauce.
It is now about two and a half hours in and it smells fantastic. He is, of course, already pouting and stamping his feet. Apparently the answer this time is "that's not how you cook food". When pressed for clarification, he gave frying and baking as acceptable cooking methods. So I guess no braising or stewing whatsoever. Except he eats, like, soup and chili and stuff. And braised ribs. And braised pork loin. So maybe it's just the slow cooker.
I swear to Hera I will never understand this man as long as I live. I'd say as long as he lives, but that's not looking like a long time.