VolNExile
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Oh my word! How'd you hold that in???
Mind Blown! Had no idea VIE. I apologize. And congrats on the Grandchild!!!
This thing must be really bad. Sandblasting, Nuking .....if you guys have tried these options with success and the excess heat didn't warp or damage it, then go for it. If salt and a potato or steel wool won't do it, it's beyond me.
Here's my sad cast iron skillet story:
My great-grandmother (we called her Nanny) was a phenomenal cook. Made everything from scratch (of course). She had a little restaurant and grocery store, and she was also the dietitian for an elementary school. She lived with us the last couple of years of her life, and a lot of her stuff was stored at my grandfather's house. When I got married, my grandfather had me pick a few things for my "kitchen". One thing I got was this GINORMOUS iron skillet! Thing was HUGE! The only place it would fit in our apartment was under the kitchen sink (double cabinet).
We moved, and I forgot to get the skillet. By the time I remembered and called the apartment had been rented, and the manager said there was nothing left behind. :cray:
My sad iron skillet story is, after I heated it up in a fire to aid in cleaning it, it got too hot and cracked, small crack I didn't notice. Next time I used it the grease from the bacon leaked through, caught fire and burned my house down.
Just being smartass Behr.![]()
Well, my knuckles thank you!
I absolutely don't want to know about the pig brain thing... :blink:
Here's my sad cast iron skillet story:
My great-grandmother (we called her Nanny) was a phenomenal cook. Made everything from scratch (of course). She had a little restaurant and grocery store, and she was also the dietitian for an elementary school. She lived with us the last couple of years of her life, and a lot of her stuff was stored at my grandfather's house. When I got married, my grandfather had me pick a few things for my "kitchen". One thing I got was this GINORMOUS iron skillet! Thing was HUGE! The only place it would fit in our apartment was under the kitchen sink (double cabinet).
We moved, and I forgot to get the skillet. By the time I remembered and called the apartment had been rented, and the manager said there was nothing left behind. :cray:
I never did use it. You'd have to use it in the oven, no way you could make it work on burners on a regular home stove. lol And you're right about being heavy too.I was still thinking about cleaning the skillet when I read this. Then I got caught up in being a smartass, you know I do that on occasion. Sorry.
That sucks because it was your grandmothers, it's always sad to lose something like that. But, it was under the sink for a reason, just like the one I have like it. It too is under the sink and hasn't been used in, shat 20 years. It's too big and too heavy.
Family treasures are awesome. But it definitely gets challenging trying to figure out where to keep it.:cray:That's just awful!
Didn't you also have one crack in two pieces or something? Might have been someone else.
We are now doing Christmas at my mother's, as she has (rightfully) put her foot down and said that she will no longer travel. I'm the only kid, not just the only daughter, and she was pointing out all the things coming my way (china, silver, crystal; all the stuff that women her generation had.) It's all lovely; no idea where I would put it, including the Austrian crystal chandelier in our tiny, sturdy Craftsman house, but it was the hundred-year-old cast ironware that we both cooed over. That stuff is irreplaceable. And even olive oil can't wreck it now!
Somewhat unrelated: whatever happened to farmergirl (I think that was her name)? Like I said, I'm somewhere back in 2013 on this thread, and I loved her posts. Huge respect for someone born and raised on a farm and still living it today. Same for your Nanny who walked the walk.
I never did use it. You'd have to use it in the oven, no way you could make it work on burners on a regular home stove. lol And you're right about being heavy too.
Oh well, maybe someone is still getting use out of it.
I have to hope so. It was bound to find a good home, even if via Craigslist or eBay. At least it wasn't like silver and apt to get melted down.
My mother used to make popcorn in a ginormous cast-iron skillet. Even at age 10 I rebelled at having to shake that heavy-azz thing around to keep the popcorn from burning!
Off-topic: once when we were on a (water-)skiing trip to the Swannee River, my aunt made fudge using bacon grease instead of butter. True story.
(There is probably a reason that the males in my family die early, but I'm sure it's unrelated.)
