On Saturday I made myself a tasty omelet. Yes. Yes I did. It had a slice or two of bacon, chopped tomatoes and fancy Whole Foods cheddar inside, and was accompanied by another slice of bacon and a little ketchup.
My cast iron skillet had been ignored, and a little abused, over the last year, but I finally got around to putting things right between us. In other words, I worked the little rust-spot off and re-seasoned the thing. Since then, there has been a renaissance of cast iron cooking. A renaissance I tell you! Giant drumsticks! Corsets! Jousting! Wait, no, that's not right.
My cast iron skillet had been ignored, and a little abused, over the last year, but I finally got around to putting things right between us. In other words, I worked the little rust-spot off and re-seasoned the thing. Since then, there has been a renaissance of cast iron cooking. A renaissance I tell you! Giant drumsticks! Corsets! Jousting! Wait, no, that's not right.
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