Until I went vegan the thought of a cast iron skillet brought up images of chuck wagons, dinner bells, flapjacks, and cowpoke. Not really sure why... However, since going vegan I learned that it is a great way to add a little extra iron to the diet. That's when I was sucked into the strange world of the skillet. People spend ages seasoning their skillets to perfection and leave them in their wills to someone who will care for the skillet. Who knew?
For Christmas I asked for a cast iron skillet of my very own. I got it and have dedicated much time and attention to my skillet. I realized it's gotten a little out of hand when Eric suggested that I write a book on the skillet. I guess I talk about it more than a normal person should, poor Eric. While I have no intention of writing a book, there have been many, I thought I would mention it in my blog.
Do you have a cast iron skillet? Are you weirdly obsessed with it?