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    Slow Cooker Meatballs in Tomato Sauce

    By Food & Wine

    These juicy meatballs are fantastic with spaghetti or on a hoagie roll. Slow Cooker Recipes

    © Fredrika Stjärne Slow Cooker Meatballs in Tomato Sauce
    INGREDIENTS
    Two 28-ounce cans whole tomatoes
    2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
    2 tablespoons tomato paste
    1 large basil sprig plus 2 tablespoons thinly sliced basil leaves
    1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper
    4 garlic cloves, minced
    2 pounds ground beef chuck
    3 tablespoons dry bread crumbs
    1 egg, lightly beaten
    3 tablespoons freshly grated Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese, plus more for serving
    Kosher salt and freshly ground pepper

    DIRECTIONS
    1. Using your hands, crush the tomatoes into a slow cooker and add their juices. Add the olive oil, tomato paste, basil sprig, crushed red pepper and half of the garlic. Cover and cook on high for 3 hours, until the tomato sauce is very flavorful.
    2. Meanwhile, in a large bowl, mix the ground chuck with the remaining garlic and the bread crumbs, egg, 3 tablespoons of Parmigiano-Reggiano, 1 tablespoon of kosher salt and 1/2 teaspoon of pepper. Roll the mixture into 18 meatballs, being careful not to pack them too firmly.
    3. Add the meatballs to the sauce. Cover and cook on high for 1 hour longer, until no trace of pink remains in the center of the meatballs. Discard the basil sprig. Add 1 tablespoon of the sliced basil to the sauce and season with salt and pepper. Spoon the meatballs into bowls, sprinkle with the remaining 1 tablespoon of sliced basil and serve, passing grated cheese at the table.

    Make Ahead The cooked meatballs can be refrigerated in the sauce for up to 2 days before serving.

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