Pour marinara sauce over raw ground beef in slow cooker. You’ll never want to make pasta any other way. Full recipe 👇 💬

Spaghetti sauce is a staple in many households, and its origins can be traced back to Italy, where tomatoes, herbs, and meats are lovingly simmered to create a rich, flavorful sauce.

This slow cooker version simplifies the process with just four ingredients, making it perfect for busy days when you still want a homemade touch. It’s a comforting dish that fills your home with an inviting aroma, and it’s versatile enough to please the whole family.

This hearty spaghetti sauce pairs beautifully with a simple green salad dressed with a light vinaigrette and a side of crusty garlic bread. For a complete meal, consider serving it over your favorite pasta,

such as spaghetti or penne, and finish with a sprinkle of freshly grated Parmesan cheese. A glass of red wine, like Chianti or Merlot, would complement the flavors nicely.
Slow Cooker 4-Ingredient Spaghetti Sauce
Servings: 6

Ingredients
1 pound ground beef
1 jar (24 ounces) of marinara sauce
1 medium onion, finely chopped
2 cloves garlic, minced
Directions

1. In a skillet over medium heat, brown the ground beef until fully cooked. Drain any excess fat.
2. Transfer the cooked beef to the slow cooker.
3. Add the marinara sauce, chopped onion, and minced garlic to the slow cooker.

4. Stir the ingredients together until well combined.
5. Cover and cook on low for 6-8 hours or on high for 3-4 hours.

6. Taste and adjust seasoning with salt and pepper if needed before serving.
Variations & Tips
For a spicier sauce, add a pinch of red pepper flakes or a splash of hot sauce. You can also incorporate additional vegetables, such as bell peppers or mushrooms,

for more texture and flavor. If you prefer a creamier sauce, stir in a splash of heavy cream or a dollop of ricotta cheese just before serving. For a vegetarian version, substitute the ground beef with a plant-based meat alternative or simply omit it and add more vegetables.

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